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I was sitting in the back-seat of my bro's car. He was talking with his girlfriend sitting in the front-seat. She was the driver for tonight. I could hear in the way they spoke that they were both very nervous.
Great... I'm the one doing it, and they're more nervous than I would ever be... I thought.
"Aight, what's the last part of my personal signum?" my bro suddenly asked me.
"736G" I answered.
"Exactly. I hope you remember that when they ask for it!"
Oh I'm sure I remember it. I've been training on that for the last 15 minutes in the car...
My bro's girlfriends brother was sitting next to me, on the back-seat. He was amused by the situation. He kept saying that he really wanted to see me just walk in there and not get caught!
"Y'know, if it's that last friday's bouncer again, we're screwed!" my bro's girlfriend said. "He's DEFINATELY not going to let him in. He's allways so skeptical."
We were to meet a couple of my bro's friends in the parking-lot, outside the bar. But when we got there, they were late, as usual (as my bro put it).
"Come on, where the fuck you at?". My bro was talking to them on the cell-phone. "I'm about to piss my pants over this, put some god-damn speed in it!"
Piss his pants? Sheesh... I'm the one doing the hard part here! I thought. Don't really understand why they're so nervous... I mean, I've practiced writing my bro's autograph, the same way as in his passport... Right first time, damnit! Looks a bit like I'm born to fake autographs!
My bro's girlfriend went to check who the bouncer was. The same as last friday... "No way he's getting in." was the comment. Well, allways worth a shot.
"There you are, what the hell took you so long?"
My bro noticed 2 of his friends coming down the road, one of them chewing on a hamburger from a McDonalds.
"What? We needed some coins to for the damn entry-fee, y'know!" 'Toronto' answered.
Toronto sure was a funny guy! Even though it was the first time I saw him, I could tell that he was a damn funny guy, right from the start. His nickname has a long story, that I still don't even know.
"So you've finally got a haircut, huh?" my bro asked the other guy, John, who was bald.
"Yup!" he said. "Had to cut my hair for the army, y'know..."
We stood there a while, waiting for the third guy, Mac, to arrive. I heard that he had been downing nice amounts of Jaegermeister earlier that day.
Then what're we waiting here for? If he's drunk allready, then he doesn't need to get even more drunk, now does he? I thought, slightly amused.
My bro cursed that Mac was late. The tension was obviously killing him! But me? I was calm. I didn't see a reason to get that hyped up. I mean, this kind of stuff happens every day. Under-aged people... Psheesh! An other girl joined us, all of a sudden. My bro's girlfriends old friend. We hanged around, waiting for Mac, talking about getting me in, and what would happen if they catch us! When Mac finally arrived my bro's girlfriend asked me one last time the end of my bro's personal signum.
"736G, and it's been that for nearly 21 years now..." I answered.
"Good! Okay, you guys head in now. Me and his bro will come after about 10 minutes." she said, referring to me, Toronto, John and Mac.
"Point of no return is right at that door." Toronto said to me as we started walking. "Let's just pretend we're chatting something. That bouncer knows us, and he never asks for our IDs."
When I stepped in through the doors, I saw 2 bouncers. Toronto went in first, and paid the bouncer for taking his jacket.
"Hey, show me your ID." the other bouncer said to me.
I fished up my bro's passport from my back-pocket and gave it to him. My heart started racing as hell. I was just hoping that my bro's cap was covering my hair and fore-head, 'cuz that was the biggest thing that differed in the picture in the passport and in my actual self.
If those guys ask to take my cap off, I am SO out of here...
"That'll be 1,50." the first bouncer said to me, while the other was looking at the picture in the passport.
"Tourists are allways tourists!" Toronto said with a laugh to the bouncer, referring to me.
I looked down in my wallet, looking for exact change, to avoid looking in the eye of the bouncer.
"Here you go, sir!" the bouncer said and gave the passport back to me.
I took it back, and my heart calmed down at an instant. I paid the man, and walked to the stairs with Toronto, where we stood for a minute, waiting for John and Mac to get the same thing sorted out. I looked up at Toronto, and he gave me a quick wink. I tried not to jump up in joy just yet.
When Mac and John came through, we went upstairs, and I sent an SMS to my bro on my cell.
"I'm in!"
We went to get a couple of drinks and sat down at a table...

...And what did I do for the rest of the night...?

Well... I'll leave that for your imagination!

;) (Wink) — Description
I was sitting in the back-seat of my bro's car. He was talking with his girlfriend sitting in the front-seat. She was the driver for tonight. I could hear in the way they spoke that they were both very nervous.
Great... I'm the one doing it, and they're more nervous than I would ever be... I thought.
"Aight, what's the last part of my personal signum?" my bro suddenly asked me.
"736G" I answered.
"Exactly. I hope you remember that when they ask for it!"
Oh I'm sure I remember it. I've been training on that for the last 15 minutes in the car...
My bro's girlfriends brother was sitting next to me, on the back-seat. He was amused by the situation. He kept saying that he really wanted to see me just walk in there and not get caught!
"Y'know, if it's that last friday's bouncer again, we're screwed!" my bro's girlfriend said. "He's DEFINATELY not going to let him in. He's allways so skeptical."
We were to meet a couple of my bro's friends in the parking-lot, outside the bar. But when we got there, they were late, as usual (as my bro put it).
"Come on, where the fuck you at?". My bro was talking to them on the cell-phone. "I'm about to piss my pants over this, put some god-damn speed in it!"
Piss his pants? Sheesh... I'm the one doing the hard part here! I thought. Don't really understand why they're so nervous... I mean, I've practiced writing my bro's autograph, the same way as in his passport... Right first time, damnit! Looks a bit like I'm born to fake autographs!
My bro's girlfriend went to check who the bouncer was. The same as last friday... "No way he's getting in." was the comment. Well, allways worth a shot.
"There you are, what the hell took you so long?"
My bro noticed 2 of his friends coming down the road, one of them chewing on a hamburger from a McDonalds.
"What? We needed some coins to for the damn entry-fee, y'know!" 'Toronto' answered.
Toronto sure was a funny guy! Even though it was the first time I saw him, I could tell that he was a damn funny guy, right from the start. His nickname has a long story, that I still don't even know.
"So you've finally got a haircut, huh?" my bro asked the other guy, John, who was bald.
"Yup!" he said. "Had to cut my hair for the army, y'know..."
We stood there a while, waiting for the third guy, Mac, to arrive. I heard that he had been downing nice amounts of Jaegermeister earlier that day.
Then what're we waiting here for? If he's drunk allready, then he doesn't need to get even more drunk, now does he? I thought, slightly amused.
My bro cursed that Mac was late. The tension was obviously killing him! But me? I was calm. I didn't see a reason to get that hyped up. I mean, this kind of stuff happens every day. Under-aged people... Psheesh! An other girl joined us, all of a sudden. My bro's girlfriends old friend. We hanged around, waiting for Mac, talking about getting me in, and what would happen if they catch us! When Mac finally arrived my bro's girlfriend asked me one last time the end of my bro's personal signum.
"736G, and it's been that for nearly 21 years now..." I answered.
"Good! Okay, you guys head in now. Me and his bro will come after about 10 minutes." she said, referring to me, Toronto, John and Mac.
"Point of no return is right at that door." Toronto said to me as we started walking. "Let's just pretend we're chatting something. That bouncer knows us, and he never asks for our IDs."
When I stepped in through the doors, I saw 2 bouncers. Toronto went in first, and paid the bouncer for taking his jacket.
"Hey, show me your ID." the other bouncer said to me.
I fished up my bro's passport from my back-pocket and gave it to him. My heart started racing as hell. I was just hoping that my bro's cap was covering my hair and fore-head, 'cuz that was the biggest thing that differed in the picture in the passport and in my actual self.
If those guys ask to take my cap off, I am SO out of here...
"That'll be 1,50." the first bouncer said to me, while the other was looking at the picture in the passport.
"Tourists are allways tourists!" Toronto said with a laugh to the bouncer, referring to me.
I looked down in my wallet, looking for exact change, to avoid looking in the eye of the bouncer.
"Here you go, sir!" the bouncer said and gave the passport back to me.
I took it back, and my heart calmed down at an instant. I paid the man, and walked to the stairs with Toronto, where we stood for a minute, waiting for John and Mac to get the same thing sorted out. I looked up at Toronto, and he gave me a quick wink. I tried not to jump up in joy just yet.
When Mac and John came through, we went upstairs, and I sent an SMS to my bro on my cell.
"I'm in!"
We went to get a couple of drinks and sat down at a table...

...And what did I do for the rest of the night...?

Well... I'll leave that for your imagination!