Thursday, October 1, 2009

Maturity

version 1 AKA : The Conscience conversation

When I got home last summer, some people told me I was more mature. It felt quite good to be lauded as a person of great maturity, for the first time in my life. I felt like a respectable individual, you know, the type of guy you could lend your car to and not worry that I might send it to the bottom of a lake (If that type of guy had a driver’s license, which I don’t!!!). So what happened?? I guess that when I turned to the glorious age of 2_ last year, I might have just gone over the ‘maximum age to get mature’ point. I guess I had a conversation like this with my brain:

(Brain): ‘Alright big boy, you are now 2_ in physical years and 15 mentally, maybe it would be time to grow up and become mature eh? What do you say we start acting like grown men?’
(Me): ‘Fuck No dude!!!! 14 ‘til I die!!!! Woo Hoo! Where’s my beer? Yeah! You can’t spell Party without P-Y!!!
(Brain): ‘Listen up you little hoodlum, you’ve been making me insane with all your partying… You do realize that you have been a bit of a partyboy for almost half your life now? Do you know what the life expectancy is for people with your lifestyle???
(Me): ‘Life expectanWHAT?... Brain-dude, are you making up words again???
(Brain): ‘Life ex-pec-tan-cy… If you keep this up, you won’t make it passed 35. Race car drivers have a better chance to see a Montreal team win a Stanley Cup than you do… Is that what you want?
(Me, realizing the fatality of the Brain’s last statement): ‘Woah, I guess you’re right. Maybe I have been going a little overboard. Where should I start?
(Brain): ‘Well for starters, you could start wearing your pants like a normal person, everyone can see your ass!!
(Me, complying): ‘Alright DONE. I feel like a new man! Where is the closest museum so I can go look at paintings and pretend to see the true meaning of it, you know, like a grown-up, boring person?
(Brain): ‘Shut up and have one more beer

Version 2 AKA The actual story behind my new-found maturity

During my vacation in Montreal, some people told me I looked more mature. For the first time in my life, I felt some pride about being a mature guy. I felt like a respectable individual, you know, the type of guy you could lend your truck to and not worry that I might use it to go pick up a prostitute on Ontario street (If that type of guy had a driver’s license, which I don’t!!!). So what happened??
Well yeah, some people told me I ‘looked’ more mature…
I guess these people have never heard about JETLAG!

Woooo Hooooo!!!! 14 ‘til I die!!! You can’t spell PARTY without PY!

Later, I’m off to my weekly Thursday night all you can drink party!

7 comments:

Rick aka GFunk said...

Dude, whenever you write something, I get a notice... And I have yet to be deceived. You are quite talented at writing
Peeeace

Angela said...

Love reading the schizophrenic workings of your mind.

Try as you will in convincing yourself that you are not(more) mature - don't confound maturity with the ability to hold your liquor.

You are still the guy who lived in my house for a week and
a) did not get himself locked outside buck naked
b) did not set anything on fire
c) did not puke in my bushes

Kudos,
-A-

Thunderstorm said...

J'adore: PY for party!

Quelle idée. Ces initiales me rappelle quand Antoine et moi sommes allés chez ton frère joués au 25 cent, déguisés en animaux western!

Wow, que de plaisir...

Caro said...

Too cool dude! T'es vraiment très drôle et (je suis d'accord avec Rick aka GFunk) talentueux. Je suis maintenant sur Twitter, puis-je y mettre ton blog? JE vais faire fureur... Maybe i can make a few bucks on the back of my favorite camel's back! hey!
Bisous the pimp
Caro

Mom said...

Tu en parles,y réfléchies et est capable de nous émouvoir.Bien peu `d'Adultes`y arrivent,alors pour moi ce nest pas nouveau,ta maturité.Il ne faut pas confondre maturité et `vie plate`,ce n'est pas toujours synonyme.Regarde ma vie...Bises Mom

Julie said...

P-Y, à ton retour, on planche sur une émission de tivi avec toi en vedette. T'es trop...trop dans tout, t'es tellement unique! :)
Je t'aime!

Gen said...

Je viens de prendre conscience de ton site ...et par le fait même pour une raison ou pour une autre mon attention c'est portée sur celui-ci !! Pour t'avoir eu à mes côtés lors de divers ''PartY''...je dois avouer que tu peux être ''impressionant'' toutefois, je doute fortement qu'un simple jetlag soit à l'origine de ces commentaires positifs au sujet de ta maturité !! Désolé PY mais peut-être seras-tu dans l'obligation de reconnaître que même sans ton consentement la maturité peut te rattraper AHAHHAHAA
je t'adore xox gege