~ At Night ~

I lay sedately on my king coil bed, enjoying the feel of the silken blanket on my naked skin, listening to the tranquil silence of the night, admiring the beams of moonlight filtering in, bathing the room in their ghostly white radiance... the sound of an occasional car passing by, the playful shadows dancing around the room, the music of sinful majong playing a few rooms down, the annoying croak of the amazingly fat lizard in my room... all these registered on my consciousness and i relished the peace and serenity around me............. For about one minute. I sat up grudgingly and clicked the mouse. Michael Jackson's 'Smooooth Criminal' blared on ( Fook u if u dare insult my taste in music. Kiddy molesters rock! :X ). The neighbours started to complain, the sound of majong got drowned out, the fat lizard scurried away to hide in fright .... ahhh.. everything back to normal. Freakn playlist had to run out on me.
I took a deep puff on my ciggy and a long swig of booze and sighed deeply. <--- That was my self-delusional ego talking. In reality, i sucked on my chocolate coated yan yan stick and took a long swig of plain water.. urgh. I stretched languorously and my stomach growled in protest. Darn, time for lunch... or my biological equivalent of lunch. I grabbed my helmet and keys and opened the door. I contemplated whether to turn off my radio and decided to be nice to my neighbours. Afterall, i already strew my box of Long Johns and its half eaten contents all over their doorstep this evening :X. Within seconds, I was riding towards the nearest 24hr coffeeshop. The cool breeze hit me like a madman with a sledgehammer and i shivered uncontrollably. Wheres a hot(in more ways than one) slut with a warm embrace when u need one :P.
After an uneventful 5 minutes with nothing much but cold cold wind and lewd thoughts to pass my time, I reached the coffeeshop and proceeded to order my takeaway food. Out of the corner of my eye, i spotted them. He was twice the man I was (Literally), with a face area as large as the United States. She could make a man in lust turn gay. Many questions came to my mind as i looked at them. 1) How does he have his arm around her colossal waist and stil manage to eat his food? 2) How could they carry on a conversation at this proximity without noticing the spit flying from their mouths and drenching each other in a shower of rain? 3) Is she not wearing a bra? 4) Is she REALLY not wearing a bra? 5) Is that her bra sticking out of his pocket? 6) Is that REALLY her bra sticking out of his pocket?... I digress again..
Another reaffimation of my theory of relativity stares me in the face ( I might write about <--- in a later entry.) and i conclude that i am a genius. Time to go back, eat and get ready for bed, its almost 5am anyway.


P.S. Everything was ficticious. Hur hur hur *Spastic laughter*. So for you horny biatches out there, NO THERE WAS NO BRALESS MONSTER. I was just bored and trying out some first person descriptive writing :X