Submitted by first_phoenix last August 3rd 2007, 07:08 AM

Category: How To Stories

You'd said you didn't want to go. But somehow, best friends have the incredible effect on the weaker side of your conscience. The fact that there is alcohol present is, yes, an added extra, but coming to the conclusion that a lot more than Brandy was to be drank on this night was something you have never really considered before.

You would joke to yourself. Yes, a normal bar, normal people. The rainbow flags and half naked men swinging in g-strings around a silver pole would be something you would only notice out of the corner of your eye. Surely? Well, just thank god you decided NOT to wear the suit!

Ordering a drink you're mind would momentarily stray to the guy standing next to you. A plain pink shirt was the only sane part of his fashion anatomy. You wondered just how he was able to breathe in the PVC hotpants that were stretched across his legs like a second skin.

Necking your drink, noticing it to be slightly slimy, you pray to god that the barman hadn't got excited at the fact you had two of your top buttons undone on your shirt. The few occasional victims of an all-out-raid on St. Tropez, looking like they've been violently tangoed, dancing to the music and sweating like an orange facing a juicer would walk across you path. Desperately, you move through the bar, hoping to find at least one, genuine guy who has not shaved his head bald and tattooed "MANEATER" across his forehead.

Spotting a guy in the corner, you rush forwards. Wearing jeans and a white polo neck he looks to be a perfect match,
"Oh wow! You're polo's white, mine's pink. Fancy a shag?"

And with that, the ice has been well and truly broken :P