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elf · 18th September 2006, 16:12

OK boys, a coupla clarifications...

Firstly, I agree it is entirely my fault we ended up at the Orchid Ecotel at the domestic airport. (No it's not! Yes it is! No it's not! Yes it is! ...)

Before leaving the Lambada, I did ask N_C to drive peacefully, but when I saw pdev29 take off doing a wheelie like his pants were on fire with the fire hydrant Shrivz sitting behind him (figures, I guess), I gathered that he was following the generally lead footed N_C who I thought was driving like Shumachhar di aulaad. (Note: too much thought post alcohol leads to major faux pas).

So off I went, & with Sam & manson (the N is silent) for company, they & I conveniently forgot that we were at a TBHP meet & that I was supposed to follow N_C (I also forgot what his car looked like... yeah, yeah - too much of l'alcool).

There we were, zipping down the WE Highway towards the Ecotel, which we reached in about 7 odd minutes in wifey's prawn infested (thanks to a certain bricklayer) Alto.

Post which we sat down. I then got a call from Mr. FirePants asking us where we were, & following instructions, (with pants appropriately doused, & with Mr. Hirsute Fire Extinguisher in tow), he walked into the correct coffee shop at the correct Orchid Ecotel.

10-15 minutes into the whole sitting down thingie, & after threatening, cajoling & begging service staff for the continued supply of inebriation sustaining substances, a cryptic call comes in from General Lead Foot himself, N_C. "Where are you??!!!" he whispers into the phone.

"I'm here", came my immediate & earnest reply.

N_C: "Where??? I can't see you?"
me: "Right next to the steps".
N_C: "There are no steps at the Orchid".
me: "Oye! Shaddap! Open your eyes! How drunk are you?"
N_C: "Which Orchid"
me: "How many are there?"
N_C: "****. We'll be there in 10 min".

Roughly 10 min later, the gentleman, his entourage & assorted groupies descended upon us at the correct coffee shop instead of some seedy bar in Kolhapur or wherever the hell the other Orchid was.

The rest you know...

PS: Maybe more inputs shall come in once the tides of Royal Stag recede from my much abused brain... As the Punjab da Puttars would say... "slaactive memry ji!"

PPS: pdev29:
"so couldnt control....."
Couldn't control what? Shee shee shee, dirty boy... Is that how your fire pants got doused?

18th September 2006, 16:12	#190 (permalink)
elf BANNED Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Bombay Posts: 890	Of flaming trousers & forgotten BHPians... OK boys, a coupla clarifications... Firstly, I agree it is entirely my fault we ended up at the Orchid Ecotel at the domestic airport. (No it's not! Yes it is! No it's not! Yes it is! ...) Before leaving the Lambada, I did ask N_C to drive peacefully, but when I saw pdev29 take off doing a wheelie like his pants were on fire with the fire hydrant Shrivz sitting behind him (figures, I guess), I gathered that he was following the generally lead footed N_C who I thought was driving like Shumachhar di aulaad. (Note: too much thought post alcohol leads to major faux pas). So off I went, & with Sam & manson (the N is silent) for company, they & I conveniently forgot that we were at a TBHP meet & that I was supposed to follow N_C (I also forgot what his car looked like... yeah, yeah - too much of l'alcool). There we were, zipping down the WE Highway towards the Ecotel, which we reached in about 7 odd minutes in wifey's prawn infested (thanks to a certain bricklayer) Alto. Post which we sat down. I then got a call from Mr. FirePants asking us where we were, & following instructions, (with pants appropriately doused, & with Mr. Hirsute Fire Extinguisher in tow), he walked into the correct coffee shop at the correct Orchid Ecotel. 10-15 minutes into the whole sitting down thingie, & after threatening, cajoling & begging service staff for the continued supply of inebriation sustaining substances, a cryptic call comes in from General Lead Foot himself, N_C. "Where are you??!!!" he whispers into the phone. "I'm here", came my immediate & earnest reply. N_C: "Where??? I can't see you?" me: "Right next to the steps". N_C: "There are no steps at the Orchid". me: "Oye! Shaddap! Open your eyes! How drunk are you?" N_C: "Which Orchid" me: "How many are there?" N_C: "**. We'll be there in 10 min". Roughly 10 min later, the gentleman, his entourage & assorted groupies descended upon us at the correct coffee shop instead of some seedy bar in Kolhapur or wherever the hell the other Orchid was. The rest you know... PS:** Maybe more inputs shall come in once the tides of Royal Stag recede from my much abused brain... As the Punjab da Puttars would say... "slaactive memry ji!" PPS: pdev29: "so couldnt control....." Couldn't control what? Shee shee shee, dirty boy... Is that how your fire pants got doused? Last edited by elf : 18th September 2006 at 16:14.