where did my pants go?
as i have already posted previously, the dawn's concert rocked. it rocked so hard that i was moshing like crazy. well, as much crazy moshing as a girl can do in the midst of drunken sweaty guys.
anyway... the pants i wore that night were awfully loose and were like two to three sizes bigger. which is why i loved those pair. sometimes i feel like i'm just in my skivvies. hehe!
so there. i was wearing my oversized pants during the gig. and typical of me and my rock buddies, we were there at the front of the stage the moment they played their first song. i'm awfully shy with most people, but when music i like starts playing, i start living in my own world and forget about societal norms of propriety. i want to dance. i will dance.
anyhoo... so there. je and i were dancing, while tat was our videographer for the night (actually, it's a common concert set-up among us three i realized). by the time the dawn was doing their U2 and new wave covers, the crowd was going crazy, and i along with them.
je and i were doing high jumps and kicks (as if we were in chema's), and twists and turns in the air while singing along. (well, my version of singing along is shouting out loud the words i know and basically just woo-hooing at the points when i don't. like i said, i'm terrible with lyrics).
then i suddenly felt worried. i had a feeling i wasn't wearing my pants anymore. i had to feel my legs... and breathed a sigh of relief when i felt cotton and not skin. i was thinking if i was wearing nice underwear. they were nice if you like anime cat prints. hehe! but! the hook and eye of my pants was nearly undone. thank God, i caught in on time. bwahahaha!
imagine the double joy of the rock dudes out there should my pants decided to go down with gravity. after that, whenever i made a jump, i held on to my pants. just to make sure they stay on. bwahahaha!
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penis-fencing flatworms
that saturday morning, i spent most of my morning watching national geographic channel which had a feature on sex and survival of animals. i was half-asleep most of the time, but started to perk up when the brit narrator started talking about hermaphrodite flatworms.
hermaphrodite. hermes. aphrodite. when a creature possesses both male and female organs. it happens among humans, but quite rare. but there are creatures that are hermaphrodites by nature.
so flatworms are hermaphrodites. but they have to mate. unlike some gecko species which females can lay eggs and create clone of themselves. these lucky creatures don't need men to procreate. rock on, geckos!
anyhoo... back to the flatworms. they have to mate. but who plays male, who plays female? in the narrators dead-pan british accent, the dude talks about the worms penis-fencing. they stick out their shlongs and use it as you would a sword. first one to get hit plays girl. bwahahahaha!
now if this does not show God's sense of humor... i don't know what will. flatworms penis-fencing... jeesh.
he also talks about male butterflies putting something like chastity belts on female butterflies they have mated with. like corking the female's vagina. jees. talk about possessive.
wala lang. who says science is boring?
Monday, April 30, 2007
where did my pants go and penis-fencing flatworms
ranting by cross eyed bear at 6:15 PM
Labels: gig, penis-fencing flatworms, science, the dawn
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