Johnny sarges* a Ukranian chick

It's been a week since I've been back from a Eurotrip but I'm still haunted by Vida, a Ukranian chick I met abroad.

I wore a nice shirt that night -- a black button down with epaulettes and sleeves folded just above the middle of the biceps, paired with dark denim jeans and new calfskin oxfords. I felt confident that night; I knew I looked different and stood out as a sun kissed moreno in a sea of Scandinavians. Vida was a modelesque alabaster female, 6 feet tall, raven hair and emerald eyes. At least 3 guys hit on her that night at the Temple Bar district. She was gorgeous but she was taller than most guys in the room, and she did say that she wished she wasn't such a big girl while hunching her shoulders just a little. As a faerie with a natural kinship to girls, I knew she just needed a tiny validation. I looked into her eyes, grinned and told her she wasn't big, she wasn't tall -- she was statuesque. I typed it up in my iPhone dictionary to show her what it meant: "...as in massive or majestic dignity, grace or beauty." After reading the words on my phone, she looked at me, looked at the phone again, then she gave me the puppy dog look, touched my elbow and smiled an IOI*. I have accomplished a smooth pickup routine on a girl by fucking accident.

The moment I told her that it was my last night in the city, I saw her eyes dilate again and in the middle of a miniscule grin muttered, "I don't believe you but I'll pretend that I do." Sa paraan na malansa at lason sa angkan ng mga diwata. She loosened one button off my shirt, put her hand inside and traced circles round my chest. I wanted to shout that I wasn't picking her up, that it was indeed my last night in the city and that the reason why I was interested in her was only because idol ko siya. Kinilabutan ako at parang gusto ko sya sabunutan ng mejo lang--I wanted just a handful of hair from the back of her head and tug it once while gigil na sinasabing "bRrrruha ka".

I got away, but it made for a very interesting evening. Naisip ko mas maganda pala ko sa ibang bansa, which felt nice, and at the same time it was the first time I tasted that flavor of terror. Once last year I was tongued by a female while I was out gallivanting in Obar Malate. It felt like kissing tuna sashimi--raw, icky and foreign. But it wasn't as terrifying, because the girl in Obar knew I was gay, and it was playful. But Vida was playing a different kind of game and it scared me shitless. She's 6 fucking feet tall and with what I imagined would be a huge vagina.

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* Sarge, or sarging, is used to describe the act of going out and actually using PU (pickup)  techniques to pickup HBs (hot babes). Instead of “going out” with the buddies and hoping to get lucky, the PUA (pick up artist) sarges with the specific intention of seducing multiple targets.
** Straight pickup artists consider this as one of the many permutations of an IOI or indicator of interest.

10 coumouents:

Tristan Tan said...

Haha. Scary and so funny at the same time. Glad you managed to escape a possible attack of the killer vajayjay.

rudeboy said...

You sure it wasn't Vida Boheme of the Manhattan Bohemes?

engel said...

guess foreign chicks really dig us brown asians. had a similar thing happen to me when i was in new zealand. not the sarging. i don't know how to do that. :)

imsonotconio said...

huge vagina lol!

Herbs D. said...

the horror!!!! girl, dont forget to sanitize your shirt and bleach your chest!

Eternal Wanderer... said...

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

lee said...

"bRrrruha ka". ---> HAHAHAHAHA

paci said...

eeeeeek LASON!!!! =)

Johnny Cursive said...

@ tristan, rudie, engel, conio, herbs, ternie, lee & paci: The vagina is a scary, scary thing. I wouldn't wish it on anyone of us faeries. LOL

Johnny Cursive said...

LOL vida boheme FTW! Hahaha that would've been a fun girls' night out. Vida Boheme, Chichi Rodriguez, Noxema Jackson and Johnny Cursive. Ahlavet!