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Curiosity Killed The Cat
Submitted by: Mr Blue
Myself and my friend Andy had managed to meet up with these three girls in Canterbury. We met them just by driving round the town (a bright yellow Suzuki tended to draw a lot of attention.) and they had started following us before we both pulled over outside our local pub. I honestly cannot remember much about them except that one of the blonde and she was the chatty one, I think for fun I’ll call her Laura. We sat around in the pub and had a great evening and then one of them said, “Hey, it’s our friend’s engagement party on Saturday you guys should come along,” So we did. Not a good idea as it turned out.
When we got there the party was in full swing. It was a church hall and everyone from both of the couples families were there. Presents on the tables, open bar, full disco, a proper engagement party. Did I mention everyone from the happy couple’s family was there? Good.
There was a slight problem, the groom to be (GTB) seemed to be unusually attracted to Laura and kept coming over to chat to her. As the evening went on his visits to our table and the bar became more frequent, asking her to dance, saying how pretty she looked. At the bar I asked one of the other two girls we’d met up with what was going on.
“Oh that’s just GTB, he’s fancied Laura for ages,”
As I got back to our table I noticed the stares from some of the other guests were getting a little longer and shall we say, annoyed. As I looked round the room I could see we were getting to be the centre of attention. And to defend her I must emphasise that Laura was doing nothing to encourage the GTB. In fact just the opposite, encouraging him to go back and sit down with his new fiancé. However, he was getting drunker and drunker and the bride to be was getting more and more furious. Then this godawful song ‘Misfits’ came on, which was a big hit at the time so the GTB asks Laura to dance, she declines.
He asks her again, she declines,
“C’mon Laura, you know you want too,” “No,”
Well this just wasn’t good enough for the GTB. So he began to pull Laura onto the dance floor. Unsurprisingly she tried to hang onto her chair but he pulled her out of it. She slipped from his grasp and sat back down. Now looking around the room I could see written on peoples faces “You brought her here, you’d now better leave & take her with you,”
“No I don’t want to dance,” and she gripped the metal framed chair (one of those wood and metal school ones) a little tighter. So GTB summoned up all his drunken strength and pulled Laura and the chair physically onto the dance floor to the horrified gazes of everyone else there. Again she managed to break free and sort of hopped herself and the chair back to the table. So GTB tried it again. And of course the inevitable happened, the chair dug in, flipped Laura out of it, crashed onto the floor with an almighty crash and with all resistance gone GTB fell onto his back as well.
“We’re leaving,” I told Andy and we both picked up Laura up and dived out of the venue with the other two girls, almost dragging Laura to our two cars. When we got back to my place, we parked up and as we trudged up to the flat Andy tried to lighten the mood by doing the dance that the annoying lead singer of Curiosity Killed The Cat used to do that song. And I have to say he did it very well, cheered both me and the two other girls up as walked along. Laura however just stared at the pavement as she limped.
So into the flat for some coffee and some antiseptic cream for Laura’s knee, followed by a long chat about the night’s events. We had no idea who all these people were but obviously from the shocked tones of the two girls voices I’m guessing that this was something that had been brewing for some time. Laura didn’t say very much. Eventually they all left and me & Andy had the conversation that sort of went;
“Wow,”
“Yeah,”
“I mean what was that about?”
“Yeah tell me about it,”
Unsurprisingly we never heard from any of the three girls again. But I would love to know what happened to the “Happy Couple”. Luckily this song is one of those ones that history seems to have forgotten about thankfully and it doesn’t get played that often. But when I hear about that bloody awful band on one of those 80s retro shows, I always think of the worst party I ever went to.
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