Well it was more the opposite of "it was fun till..." for me. La Faghag, roommie and I were out watching Ironman (which I totally love). Then as the night progressed, I was itching to play pool but circumstances made us settle with clubbing. I wasn't in the mood for clubbing so I just sat and drank my glass of beer while La Faghag was dancing away to the music.
At around 2330, a strange, pious looking woman in wearing a headscarf walked in and approached the bartender and more people dressed way too slackly for clubbing came in. One of the men told the DJ to turn down the music while the rest sealed the exits. Then we realised, it was a police raid! My first too.
They took everyone's identity card and we thought perhaps they wanted to look out for underage kids. But then it was taking very long and they were recording details from our identity card. They started unpacking something from a box and setting up something on one of the tables. We had no idea what they were doing but this whole "operation" made me all excited.
Police setting up mobile test kits.
Once they were done setting up, they called up names and that's when we knew what was going on. Drug test! They gave us each a bottle and asked us to piss into it. I don't know why but I find this whole ordeal very amusing. At the same time, I was very eager to piss into the bottle. Weird, I know (signs of watersports?).
I wonder if we have the right to decline the test.
A bottle full of piss.
So piss into the bottle I did. Had to be sneaky to take the photo of the bottle. Gave the dude my bottle and we waited. The policemen kept flashing white light onto the bottle to look for discolouration. Its funny to see a bunch of people obsessing over bottle filled with piss.
But alas, no one in the club failed the test. Dem. I was half hoping that mine would give a false positive and then there'll be some sort drama.
We got branded...
See kids, don't do drugs while clubbing. Do it at home or don't do it at all.
You know you love me.
XOXO
Queer Ranter
At around 2330, a strange, pious looking woman in wearing a headscarf walked in and approached the bartender and more people dressed way too slackly for clubbing came in. One of the men told the DJ to turn down the music while the rest sealed the exits. Then we realised, it was a police raid! My first too.
They took everyone's identity card and we thought perhaps they wanted to look out for underage kids. But then it was taking very long and they were recording details from our identity card. They started unpacking something from a box and setting up something on one of the tables. We had no idea what they were doing but this whole "operation" made me all excited.
Police setting up mobile test kits.Once they were done setting up, they called up names and that's when we knew what was going on. Drug test! They gave us each a bottle and asked us to piss into it. I don't know why but I find this whole ordeal very amusing. At the same time, I was very eager to piss into the bottle. Weird, I know (signs of watersports?).
I wonder if we have the right to decline the test.
A bottle full of piss.So piss into the bottle I did. Had to be sneaky to take the photo of the bottle. Gave the dude my bottle and we waited. The policemen kept flashing white light onto the bottle to look for discolouration. Its funny to see a bunch of people obsessing over bottle filled with piss.
But alas, no one in the club failed the test. Dem. I was half hoping that mine would give a false positive and then there'll be some sort drama.
We got branded...See kids, don't do drugs while clubbing. Do it at home or don't do it at all.
You know you love me.
XOXO
Queer Ranter
7 comments:
"What is this...
Smells like piss..."
Oh... you're getting crazy lately :P
i was expecting the post to go like... yea, false positive and lots of drama when you put the title like tat. LOL
Which club? Which club? wat day? wat day? too bad there wasn't any cute police officer to bribe...
Rubbish! I wonder if it's entirely legal.
Sam: Wakakakka. Lay off the Sweeney Todd OST man. :P
Jason: I'm not crazy!~~~
Bong: Huhuh. Pity huh?
KLFairy: Its in Ipoh. Who does raid at 1130?!
Savante: Buggered if I know... :(
Can they really do that? The only time I've ever seen police in a gay club in London was after a regular there was murdered by a rent boy and they were asking if anybody knew anything . . .they pretended not to notoice the smell of hash or the poppers . . .(V. scary: a couple of months before a boy who looked very like their Identikit pic had wanted to go home with me . . .he said he was an accountant.)
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