troskinatior wrote:Can anyone be so kind to give me cliff notes of what happened to nala after carisle event?
I'll take a shot at a recap, but most of the excitement occurred before Carlisle. I'm sure I'm out of sequence and missing stuff. So guys, please feel free to fill in the blanks.
Ok, Nala admitted that he both sniffed and licked the outside of his mom's SUV to determine if it actually received a urine bath at Carlisle.
I think he graduated high school, and is going to college in Hartford(?) this fall. No news reports of a mass female exodus from there...yet.
The creepy casanova finally got a prom date without theatrics or additional parental funding. A girl approached him.

He posted a bad pic of her and she did look a bit plump, but overall she seemed nice. But Nala rudely labelled her "fat" instead of being grateful for her kindness. Well, Nala failed to score with her anyway. But later, he boldly claimed to have "hooked up" with another girl, and bragged he made "good progress" with his fear of females. To our amusement, he explained what he meant by "hooking up". Turns out it's not casual sex. Instead, it was simply a random "fat" girl giving him a surprise, sloppy, wet kiss/hug in the middle of a crowded dance floor in front of a cheering crowd. Nala said (despite his expert MMA and karate skills) she held him captive until she finished kissing him. He noted being disgusted by an odd taste she gave him in his mouth. But our valiant virgin still considered this a major step forward in his sex life because that incident was, after all, his first kiss with a non-relative human female. Speculations of that odd taste included semen left over from the girl's previous dance partner.

Kudos to Tita for that theory.
Nala is currently on vacation in Canada visiting relatives, and finds it necessary to nauseate...er... update us daily with every detail, no matter how tedious. These insipid posts include descriptions of "musquitto" bites, flight delays, driving impressions of his elderly relative's mundane cars, identifying passing cars spotted enroute to his parent's vacation home, plus ignorant and imflammatory commentary about Canada and its people (despite his acknowledging he's Canadian himself).

It reminds one of a weird 12 yr old kid sending daily postcards home from his first sleep-away camp. Our attempts to get Nala to stop sharing these embarrassing details have been both futile and entertaining at the same time.
Timay also made Nala news. Before Carlisle, Timay took Nala-teasing to an extreme and personal level. This past week, he suddenly and inexplicably (and briefly) became Nala's chief (well, only) defender, scolding me personally for my many "Nala" jokes. Timay's noble defense of Nala's freedom to post like a obsessive idiot ended quickly as it appears after Nala's last round of rantings, Timay had enough of it and concluded Nala was hopeless. Welcome back, Tim.
How did I do?