They say that three is the number...
Christianity has three…
God gives you three chances in the mediterranean.
If I am right, there is a joke about Moses having three tablets of commandments, but he broke the third, so there were only two tablets left, with the ten commandments…
In competitions, it’s the first three to get a medal…
One scotch, one bourbon and one beer…
That’s a three…
We'll go backwards.
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Holy third:
Imagine.
You are out from a workplace farewell party on a late August evening, and the booze was free…
You are walking down to the center, the sky is still somewhat light, there is the lovely pink in the sky, and a few clouds, and the autumn smell is flowing to your body…
You are passing by a big open air parking place, watching the sky, the railway station, and the cars parked there…
Then you see two antennas on a car… Two antennas? They are too thick for two antennas… And they have this slight movement… A nice rhythm… Then you notice the shoes.
Women’s shoes on the antennas…
What the bloody hell is that?
You get curious.
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Holy second:
Imagine.
You are out with this girl.
No matter if she is your girlfriend, or just a pick up out of a bar you went to after school…
A few beers and a nice walk…
Imagine ending up in the middle of the car park…
The girl sits onto the hood of a car, pulls her skirt up.
You, take down her panties, your sweater still on… Your backpack still on your back, you lower your pants, lower your boxers,
A nice sky, out in the open, you are turned on, you are on heat… And she is wet…
Lift her legs up to the sky, and enter…
Dup dup dup… You feel like the energizer bunny.. Dup dup dup…
Then you see this man approaching.. Must be going to his car… Dup dup dup…
The man comes closer, closer .. dup dup… fucking close…
He stands by your side, you still fucking.. Looks at you looks at the girl…
Dup dup… What the fuck is he… dup dup.. whatever.. dup dup…
And the bastard, takes out his hand, slowly moves it towards the girl, caresses her head, and goes “Are you OK?”
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Holy first:
And…
Now…..
Imagine…..
You …..
Are…..
The….
Girl…..
June 14th, what is going on with finndistan? Would the master of night life have settled down? What else could be the cause of such a diminution of entries.
ReplyDeleteI only heard of finndistan a few weeks ago. I had to read almost the whole thing to make sure I was not represented and in any way in part of some stories. Maybe as the "girl of the night" of mister Blue, or mister Yellow, who knows. I am quite happy not to figure here as it does not seem to be a really positive thing than to be a female character in your stories.
The way you show night life, maybe in real truth to you, to me shows how pathetic nightlife dating really is. I still have to admit than even if I felt bothered by some stories and your perception of things, I still read almost all and I like your style. I will probably continue to read once in a while, out of curiosity.
Chances are we never meet again in the nightlife, as I left sweet Tampere. But anyways, good night life to you, mister Blue, Yellow, and Red...
girlyj,
ReplyDeleteWell if you think the possibility would be in the Blue Yellow Brown story, that is highly unlikely.. Her name does not start with J, and I actually never talked to her more than a minute.
If I know you, and you are not in the stories, you are a holder of good memories.
See, the thing is, good times do not make it to Finndistan, they are private, and the respect I hold for these people and moments are too much for me to even consider putting them here.
Everybody talks about the positive.
I live the positive, keep it private, and write about the freaking out moments.