Veni, Vidi, Vulgar

I got to BHH late. The boda guy rode me all the way to the table where the blogren were seated. I fell down as I tried to get off the boda in a haste; you know these things, use the boda but don’t be seen using it. I high-fived with the bloggers I already knew while passing the boda dude his coins behind my back so that he could scooter off as fast as possible; u know these things, don’t be seen with too many coins. I struggled with Rogue king to get a chair; I got there swifter (or Sleeker if you like) but he came and used brawn to throw me off the seat. We laughed and I pretended that the fall didn’t hurt like hell.

Streetsider was already there, already dishing out weed to anyone who said more than hi to him. I found him in an animated conversation with Daredevil; eyes locked, yelling ‘I didn’t say that’ and she yelling ‘Oh yes you did you bozzo’ and him shouting ‘Oh no woman, you did not just call me a bozzo’ and she shouting….we asked for drinks so I missed a bit of the sweet nothings in-between but after a few sips I noticed they were now hi-fiving and talking about the valentine’s day massacre. Or were they just talking about valentine’s day? Can’t remember…

27^th comrade was briefing RK about the 10 point program and how many of those points have been scored so far…I kinda got the feeling this conversation had nothing to do with politics what with the way they guffawed whenever it came to ‘scoring points’. And Ivan made for the door soon as I jumped off the boda…must be something about that money Antipop says he owes her, or stole from her,or..but then he emphasized that he was headed to the casino. And was he dressed for the part or what…I think it was or what. And antipop was there…so they kept saying. And I didn’t quite get why the conversation would be heated until I’d lean in to say something…Detamble and Dare devil seemed to be getting along just fine; the latter had opinions on how national security can be improved, the former didn’t fully agree…and then Detamble mouthed something that has puzzled many a scholar, yes, even intarakcho 27^th.

‘You see this gal, stick thin arms, stick thin legs but massive butt, how do they do that? How do they get that pear shape’

I found Erique leaving, teary-eyed. Turns out he had been kicked off the table for ‘Poor sentence construction, Misappropriate use of big words and foul language’. Turns out all the tutoring Antipop’s been giving him has not yet yielded results…I have hope though; I really think he will get there. He struck me as the type to eventually ‘get it’…eventually. B2B sent me an MMS, said he couldn’t make it…apparently his boss is looking for him over some missing office equip. I didn’t ask too many questions, you know how you can become an accomplice…

And then the tattoos came out: Dee n daredevil bared all…King seemed to feel a mango when he saw how good the things looked. Me I also showed them mine…Streetsider had to leave in a rush; he had just enough time to show us how to get down to ‘kwasa kwasa’; he also made some stray comment about usefulness of showers in combating certain diseases…we pulled out our blog notebooks (which Dee had passed around) and took notes…