Friday, June 18, 2010

..would they still be sluts or does Cloud 1 really exist?

Do sluts feel like sluts and whores feel like whores when they are in their whore mode knowingly whoring themselves out?  Or is there some unknown emotion that I have yet to encounter or feel. The Japanese made up a new taste so I am making up a new emotion. It is called 'Cloud 1' and right above ground 0 stupor. It is a feeling of acting like a slut and not realizing you are until the next morning when your drunkin happy phase has worn off. This is how it falls in the category of things:

Cloud 9- NOT reality
Cloud 5- Reality
Cloud 1-You dont realize you are being a drunken slut and have convinced yourself this could be your new boyfriend/husband.
Cloud 0- Rock bottom

So, here is the scenario:
I am in a hotel lobby around 2am when in walks 'the boys' with four girls behind them and even funnier three boys who are not even part of 'our crew' behind them; Clearly hoping for any stragglers that dont get eaten alive by the charm and godliness of what are athletes. We all make a plan to change into our bathing suits, hop the fence and go hot tubbing. The girls, no bathing suits conveniently stashed in their clutches, strip down to their lacy bras and thongs and hop in absolutely oblivious to the snake in the apple tree. Maybe this is how the garden of eden went down. Eve was drunk.


Now, do these girls actually feel like a slut and know they are being sluts for coming back to the hotel or are they so caught up in that moment that everything seems totally normal  aka Cloud 1? I just cannot see someone excited about whoring themselves out. Actual I can and those slutty whores do exist. But, nonetheless, maybe that is why the next morning it is called the 'walk of shame'. You don't actually realize what you are doing, in your drunken bliss Cloud 1, until the next morning when you realize you are in a hotel room, naked, dirty and used and somehow have to get back home. If only it were as easy as clap on clap off. Clap home. Clap bed.

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