Last night we attended a birthday party at a close family friends house. They are from the Philippines, but have been here for years so they are very Americanized and speak the language well.When they have parties its usually is a lot of people coming and going all night because there are 3 siblings who live there, so they all have their friends over. Their friends are great people, some are relatively normal where others might be a bit more colorful. Last night was no different.
Mister and I got there late because he had to work, so when we arrived everyone had their buzz in full swing. Being sober in a room full of drunks is very eye opening! Oh wait, let me get back to the Donger. There was this funny looking man there and his English wasn’t as great as some of the others, then add alcohol and watch out! At one point he was watching my sister dancing with one of the brothers, while talking to my dad and this was a snippet of their conversation:
Donger: That ladeee is bery butiful
Dad: What lady?
Donger: That ladeee *pointing towards sis*
Dad: You mean THAT lady? THAT one dancing?
Donger: Yes! She a bery butiful ladeee
Dad: THAT lady is MY daughter!
Donger: *not smiling as wide* Oh. Well she is butiful and a bery frunny ladeeeSis stayed near my dad’s side for a good portion of the night because the Donger kept following her around the party. And he kept telling her You a bery frunny ladeee. So I named the Donger FG for frunny guy. When I saw him coming I’d giver her a heads up Hey! FG alert and she’d go in the opposite direction. You know, now that I think about it, it must be something about Sis because this same thing happened to her when we went to Seattle last year. She was nice to the odd duck at my friend’s house and he followed her around the rest of the night, too. Oh man I’ll have to tell you that story some day.
Come to find out the Donger isn’t one of their relatives, thank Gawd, but a neighbor. Once everyone left and it was just Mister, Sis and I with the family, one of the brothers were asking us about the Donger. He said his girlfriend has never liked him and saw things in the Donger that he didn’t. Being the wonderful people they are, he kept apologizing for the Donger’s behavior. I’m pretty sure we won’t see him at any more parties they have. I wish I could’ve recorded his voice for you guys, because this was one frunny dude.


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October 23, 2006 at 11:46am
amy
I love the Donger..As hubby would say, Whats happening hot stuff?
Just browsing blogs and thought I would say hello
October 23, 2006 at 6:25pm
Christina_the_wench
Too funny! That movie rocked.
October 23, 2006 at 6:33pm
Cece
Sis confirmed it, she is just a looser magnet, look at her daughter’s dad (her words). *rolling my eyes*
October 23, 2006 at 6:58pm
Craze
Yep, your sis is wearing an “I LOVE LOSERS” sign. Just ask your daughter.. LOL!
October 23, 2006 at 8:19pm
The "Mind"
Sis just attracts the losers cuz she’s butiful. And very frunny. And I should watch what I say because I know she could kick my ass.
I love the Donger.
Not more yankee my wankee. Da Donger need food.
October 23, 2006 at 8:47pm
Cece
I so need to put Sixteen Candles on my Netflix list, I haven’t seen that movie in years!
October 23, 2006 at 10:36pm
Anonymous
Too funny
October 23, 2006 at 11:01pm
Carrie
Leke big leke.
I love that movie. Sounds like you guys had a crazy night.
Oh I wanted to suggest cosmos for the surprise party.
October 24, 2006 at 12:33am
KaraMia
poor guy, probably just trying to get a little sumpin sumpin and here you are ruining his game..lol
October 24, 2006 at 12:49am
Cece
Kara, I think that is exactly what she was afraid of! LOL At one point she even pointed out my husband to the Donger and if she wasn’t standing with dad she was with Mister!
October 24, 2006 at 5:50pm
Beth
Whas a happanin’ hot stuff? I love it!
I would have LOVED to see the Donger in action…and to see Sis avoiding him!! LOL
October 26, 2006 at 8:20am
Angie
We were just talking about the “Donger” the other night and couldn’t think of the movie – 16 candles, right?
Oh, the 80’s – good times.
Angie