27
Sep
10

The Tiger Loses At SA Blog Awards, Drops Trou

What can I say guys? I failed you. I failed you all and I’m a lousy, good-for-nothing faily-failure who gets right to the finish line and then fails.

I coulda had class. I coulda been a contender. I coulda been somebody, instead of a bum, which is what I am, let’s face it…

 

 

I mean things started out well enough. J-Rab and I got all suited up and hit the One & Only for the pre-drinks at 5.30, made some pleasant chit chat with the people there and took sneaky hits off my tartan hip flask when no one was looking, on all counts it was a great start to the evening.

Oh, and did I mention that J-Rab looked smokin’ hot? You feel like the King of the world with that girl on your arm, no shit. You walk in there head held high because you know you’ve got the hottest girl in the place and nothing and nobody can fuck with that.

 

 

From the pre-drinks we were ushered downstairs where the blog awards were taking place and given fucking mind-bendingly strong tequila cocktails that went down like a freight train. Naturally I had one or two to take the edge off my nerves and then possibly another one or two because I needed something to do with my hands.

Next thing I knew we were all being asked to take our seats for the awards to begin which they did with an opening address by JP Naude that stressed a number of points to make the poor guy look better in the face of all the accusations being levelled at him that the nomination and voting procedures for this year’s awards were retarded.

Personally I couldn’t give a rat’s ass. I got to the final two in my category so I was happy.

The highlight of my evening was our Honourable Premier Lady Z’s speech she made at the awards. She’s a great public speaker and was actually really funny too which I wasn’t expecting at all.

 

 

Then came intermission during which J-Rab turned to me and in no uncertain terms said, “Babe, if you win there’s no question about it, you’ve got to go onstage and drop trou.”

“Huh. That’s a pretty crazy idea.”

“C’mon! You have to do it, this whole awards thing is so stuffy and boring. You have to drop trou if you win!”

“Lemme have a tequila and think about that…”

(3 tequilas later)

“Fuck! You’re a genius! I’m SO dropping trou when I win that fucking award! Ah man, this’s gonna be PRICELESS!”

“Atta boy!”

“I even practised in the bathroom, getting my jeans off, this is gonna be AMAZING!”

 

 

And so I marched purposefully back to my seat, really happy that I’d girded my loins with my “Tiger Scants” when I was suiting up earlier (the Tiger Scants are very sexy black undies with a growling Tiger’s face right where your junk sits).

I think there’s only one other pair of undies more badass than the Tiger Scants, but they’ve been universally banned because they killed a subway full of people with their sheer awesomnity.

I was ready. I was going to do it. I was going to unleash the Tiger and I already had four people waiting to give me a standing ovation as soon as my jeans hit the stage.

But yeah, in a profound Sad Trombone moment they didn’t read the name of SlickTiger that night, no, they read the name of Brainwavez and your poor buddy ol’ pal Slick’s hopes and dreams were shattered against the jagged, rocky shoreline of reality where he isn’t the blogging demigod he thinks he is.

He’s just a man with a clunky laptop banging out fightin’ words, a crazy man, maybe one day a great man, but not today.

 

 

From there things got a little blurry, but the anti-climax of not being able to drop trou onstage proved too much for me to bear so I spent the rest of the evening dropping my jeans at any given opportunity and “unleashing the Tiger” to large groups of unsuspecting people who reacted in much the same way they would had I unleashed a real tiger.

On that note, if anyone out there on the interwebs manages to unearth pictures of me “unleashing the Tiger” or just any pictures of me and J-Rab at the awards, I’ll reward you handsomely for your efforts by posting the pics IMMEDIATELY and writing a humorous limerick about you that you can show your friends.

Needless to say, we didn’t stick around for long after the awards. I could sense I was dangerously close to committing the kind of Tiger faux pas that gets you tarred and feathered in blogging circles. So we caught a taxi to The Fez instead and boogied on down with some of my closest and oldest friends who consoled me with drinks, pats on the back and kind words like “Fuck those fucking fuckheads man! You did good dude, you got the the top 2 IN THE COUNTRY! I mean that’s fucking impressive, that’s th – wait, are you even listening to me? Oh Christ, the tiger underpants again…”

To sum up, I’d like to quote one of my favourite novels of all time:

It eluded us then, but that’s no matter – tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further… And one fine morning –

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

This is not the end.

-ST

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11 Responses to “The Tiger Loses At SA Blog Awards, Drops Trou”


  1. September 27, 2010 at 10:40 am

    “This is not the end”.

    No, man. You’ve seriously got to give up now.
    Call it a day.

    I’m giving this advice to all the people that came second on Saturday night. It’ll make the SA internet a better place. Take one for the team, buddy.

  2. 2 northpridemale
    September 27, 2010 at 12:18 pm

    At least you got into the final two, instead of arsing in around the final ten like myself. A far more exemplary performance…

  3. 3 john_a
    September 27, 2010 at 1:22 pm

    Congrats Tiger, crashing and burning at the last hurdle is better than most! Doing it with a gorgeous lass at your side – legendary!!

  4. September 27, 2010 at 2:46 pm

    How could “klap some gym boet” not have won an award. I agree with Rich Mulholland, there are too many things wrong with this years blog awards. Not ranting, just saying that you deserve it for klap some gym boet.

    Luckily Watkykjy shaked things up a bit. Was getting tired of the “vibe” if you know what I mean.

  5. September 27, 2010 at 6:19 pm

    Nice one Slick. Proud of you!

    Pics of Tiger pants please.

  6. 6 clinton
    September 27, 2010 at 10:22 pm

    fuck those fucking fuckheads, what do they know anyway

  7. 7 mrD
    September 28, 2010 at 4:24 am

    Sorry it didnt go to script buddy, but Rocky didn’t win in the first movie either.

    Dude you came second (according to some committee) for the best post in the whole fuckin country on your first attempt. That’s amazing! Also your piece was a piece of original humour, not a researched “news story” post. Nothing against Brainwaves, it was a well written and researched piece, but they shoulda been in different leagues.

    Stand tall pal, hold your head high. I’ll bet it stings something awful right now, but its fuel man.

    keep going
    mrD

  8. 8 seer0wer
    September 28, 2010 at 8:54 am

    Maybe you won’t say it but I will: That post about District 9 is crap. It was posted a month after the movie was released about something only diehard fans and digital packrats cared about at that point . As an academic excercise it reached it’s goal – it informed people for no reason other than allowing the author to brag about their reasearch skills and in the process bored the audience to the point where they need alcohol just to function normally again. It is about as exciting to read as a weatherman’s hairstyle.

    How the hell did you lose to that? Maybe you should do a post on klapping bribes… Oh well, at least you got some free booze out of it all. Please say you dropped trou in front of the Minister of Attack Helen Zille? I would pay to see that shit.

  9. September 29, 2010 at 3:47 pm

    klapping gym boet can be the people’s choice. i remember 2ov winning post of the year for a rant on tabsaco rip offs called monkeys balls etc. it wasn’t that funny.

    however, i do think that kgb is heads above your other stuff. not saying the rest is bad, but as a single entry it really stands out. keep it up, them’s funny words.

    ps. just incase it was in doubt, your bird is indeed a belter

  10. 10 1/2 a rent
    September 29, 2010 at 8:56 pm

    Keep on klapping!! Your blogging causes much laughter, some tears and lots of plain crazyness so please carry on entertaining us.


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