on chubs being clubbed

in response to raden's question, i would like to answer him rather directly, i often go to the clubs to dance, nothing more. Friday night down to Frangipani, yeh mostly beautiful people with charms and mischiefs frequenting that place but I am such a confident freak that I simply choose not to care and danced the night away. Chubs mostly are good dancers, they rock the house with their moves and sways but that was then, i think, for i seldom see chubs rollicking the dance floor as they used to be, maybe it was me, dunno. Saturday night would be spent mostly either at Zouk or at home, depending on the events available. But Sunday was a must, either to blueboy or PLU sundae at Zouk. (This of course before i decided to resides in Malacca)I dont go to saunas at weekends, i go to saunas to have sex every weekdays so I can spend my weekends chilling out with friends. I gather the intensity and the rush of any given weekdays whet my adrenaline. As for Fatbasty post on talking about nothing, i take offence from what you wrote, we chubs are not reduced to economics anomaly, physical discrepancies and saunas-infested creatures, we behave accordingly to our whims and nature, hasty generalisation is as always a fallacy. If you were somehow feel dissapointed with your current self, do something about it, not thrash talking like that, chubs are just like any other human beings, they thrive, strive, sometimes suffers but we never deserve to be put down however lightly you treat your tinkering thoughts at that time.