YARR! Yes! Pirates are officially the MOST kick ass thing ever! Last night was my pirate themed party. There was lots of rum in all forms drank from many things, such as my coconut cup, which I merely chipped a large into the top of and poured my drinks in with a funnel. The fun that can be had with cheap plastic swords is limitless as well...I mean you can break them and just not care (and yes A LOT of them were broken at the end of the night), mind you you'd be surprised how much a plastic sword hitting you while dueling actually freaking hurts. That aside, I now have a small arsenal of plastic weapons at my disposal that were left by some party goers. I now have counted 6 daggers, 5 eye patches, 4 swords, 3 pistols, 2 hooks and a telescope that were left over, plus half the Texas Mickey of rum, 8 liters of coke and 7 liters of assorted juices, two bottle of real lime juice and a bunch of actual limes too.
Yes...It was all a grand affair. And I must now brag about something I found quite funny. My sister's friends were also at this party. And mainly this post is about one of them in particular, he's known as Newbs and him and I have a sort of history...Involving me hating him...But that's another story that I shall not tell today. Back to the story...This fellow is rather creepy, so creepy in fact that he has the ability to disgust any member of the opposite sex in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately this also is accompanied by an inaptitude at realizing when his presence is not wanted, as a matter of fact the more disgusted you become with him, the closer he'll come to you. Unfortunately as well the only single women at the party were my friends, who up until point, had never met Newbs or knew what to expect from him. Needless to say he DID zero in on a couple of them and proceeded to "put the moves on them" which consists of him talking about himself and insulting everyone around him...I kid you not, this guy makes extra chunky peanut butter with gravel mixed in for good measure look smooth. So...Rather than let it go on in a horrible painful way that would cause my friends more pain than they possibly could ever deserve, I went in for a cock-block. Now believe here I should explain what that is (there are people that don't know) and the levels of doing it.
basically a cock-block is one guy interfering with another's attempt to "get with" someone, generally it's frowned upon but I figured it was justified considering I hate the guy and he WAS bothering my friends. But now there are five levels of cock-blockery which are as follows:
Level 1the blocker doesn't know what they did, and is completely unaware of his actions until told at another time.
Level 2again the blocker is unaware of his actions but clues in while doing it but STILL doesn't leave.
Level 3This time the blocker knows what they're doing but does so in a subtle manner that while getting the job done, is not known to the target of the blockee.
Level 4There's no subtlety here people, this is pure intrusion and total shunnage
Level 5The only real difference between 4 and 5 is the use of physical force to remove the blockee
but yes, mine was a total level 4 block with me cutting into the few inches he had between himself and the target. This enraged him and had him spouting off about volcanoes or some such, which I later found out was his code for cock-blocking...And oddly I learned this as he EXPLAINED it to the people I blocked him from. Like I said people...He's a real winner and oddly he seems to be the only person I've EVER met that somehow put "volcano", "cock-block", and "klingon" in the same sentence...
and on that end note...Pirates freaking rock
-Matt