Friday night was a highly entertaining evening of reality television – but without the TV part. We were enjoying the seasonably warm evening out on the porch, when suddenly a party began at the house across the street. “Boom Boom In da house! Yo Yo Yo! (that’s the music)” A blacklight turned on in an upstairs bedroom. Many festivities.
Apparently brothers of one of the “beefcake” fraternities live in this house, and shortly after the music started scantily-clad women began entering. We would see a guy and a girl head upstairs holding hands, and we could only imagine what was going on up there. The downstairs led a fairly clear view, while the upstairs was a mysterious murky “paradise” of somesort.
Then the twiggy chicks walked across the street to where we were sitting. “Like… Oh… My god! Do you guys have a laser??” On closer examination, these ‘ladiez’ that the beefcakes were trying to get were around, oh, 15 years old.
Apparently someone was pointing a laser pointer at their party and they thought it was us. Like we are that lame! Luckily they left and sent their “men” to the house next door to investigate.
Throughout the evening, there was a series of people making out on the front porch, mysterious trips to the upstairs sanctuary and of course, girl conferences on the porch in between these sessions.
All the while there were two dudes watching something on TV. They didn’t move once the whole evening until everyone piled illegally into an SUV presumably to go downtown for more drinking.
What happened? Stay tuned for the next epsiode!
April 21st, 2002 at 1:24 am
Porch Monkeying ROCKS!
Part 2 of the series should be about the troylet that stopped int he middle of the street with his beer so that he could get of the car and yell death threats to the neighbors 2 houses down.
April 23rd, 2002 at 2:25 pm
This could be a soap opera! You should get Pete and The Crew to video tape it next time!
What do you mean by “beefcakes”? Is that a codeword for the jock archetype?