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Originally Posted by PJC0420
Natamus-
Sounds like you have lived an intriguing, excellent life sir IMO. very well played....A few thoughts/questions...
What was your professional background prior to "the biz"?
Were you inspired by something or have a creative passion?
Recap of the wildest party you've attended? I'm thinking a great Hollywood party with A/B list entertainers and I picture a cocaine buffet ala George Yung in blow, actors picking out which Vicotoria Secret model they're going to **** that night, Ferrari's in the driveway, and well known comedians riffing with a mini crowd around them... and pretentious Kardashian types who roll with entourages.
Tell me you have a Nic Cage story?! ��
First thank you for the kind words. When I've stepped back and looked at my life in perspective I go "oh crap, this has been pretty good/fun and also a hell of a ride already."
One night in 2010 (at first I said 2012 but I remember now it was definitely 2010 I just can't believe it's been 6 years) I killed it doing a set at the Comedy Store on Sunset, just absolutely crushed the Original Room which is the classic room where comics have come from all over the nation to try and make a career for themselves and be "passed" as paid regulars at the club. This wasn't a tryout night for me but it was great nonetheless.
I had the crowd rocking, the comics in the back I looked up to were cheering me on. I saw my peers and friends crowding into the back hallway and box office booth to see my 10 minutes. When I finished I got to bring up Steve Rannazzisi from The League and Punk'd. He loved my set and after he was done and came into the back hallway where I was getting my props and talking to other comics. We get to chatting and Freddy Lockhart and Bobby Lee (MadTV) come over and Bobby touches my junk as he's prone to do to everyone. Everyone is chatting and eventually Bobby invites us to roll with him to a party being thrown by for lingerie models by an actor.
We roll up Laurel Canyon to a house like that looks like a house you would imagine some movie star would own, just gigantic and decadent. As far as I remember (but could be wrong music producer) it was owned by Rick Rubin at the time and he would rent it out to people for months at a time or host bands there that he was working on an album with. At this time it was being rented to... I'm actually blanking on the b-list movie actor but it was an actor who was celebrating the wrap of a movie and he is friends with Bobby so we were his +3.
I have a secret weapon. 2 joints. Those 2 joints are going to be the gateway to some conversation with some celebs outside or the way into some action with one of the girls in one of the many bedrooms in this behemoth of a house.
It's about 1 am and the house is Spanish Tuscan style so we walk up the stairs to the big double wooden doors. Bobby pushes one open without knocking and it's clear from the size of the foyer that knocking would of been futile. The foyer is open to the second level with staircases on either side like out of a movie. At the top on the left a chick is making out with a guy who looks like 2005 Brody Jenner. About three stairs up on the left side Emma ****ing Watson is sitting on the phone. She must of been on her way out because I didn't see her again.
Bobby runs off into the house with Freddy in tow. Steve and I walk through into the first common area where all the furniture has been removed and a DJ is set up in front of the fireplace to the left. To the right is the kitchen blocked off with velvet ropes and dark. There are people dancing in this room, several beautiful women actually dancing just with each other. Upon closer examination the 4 of them seem to be rolling their heads off. Beyond them there were 3 doors that went to 3 different rooms. All 3 of them had floor to ceiling glass walls along the backside so you could see the city from the entire back of the house.
Steve wanders into the room to the left which is blacklit and full of people in white clothing and glowing stuff. I walk through the center door which is a fairly small room with nothing happening but a couple of people hanging out on a couch and there is a door to the back where a bunch of people are out by the pool. Like out of an Entourage episode I see Seth Green and a buddy of his finishing a joint with 4 super hot chicks, all who are taller than Seth and his friend. I roll up with a joint out and ask "Yo Seth, you got a light?" He says yea and of course everyone wants to smoke when I ask
I start noticing I'm getting the "eyes" from an amazing girl named Kelsey. She's 5'8", long dark hair, piercing green eyes and she's from London and her accent is amazingly sexy. Her tits sat on her chest like perfect soft melons and her smile was infectious. (EDIT: they were big "cone" shaped joints that take 7-10 minutes to get through about 1.5 grams of ganja in each) After my joint ends I thank everyone for their company and excuse myself from the group to go check out the view. I take a minute looking out and then turn to head inside and when I turn around there is Kelsey standing behind me.
"Where are you off to, Nate?" She asked with a smile. "Depends, where are you going?" I counter. "I'm heading upstairs to listen to some music, would you like to join me?" She asked. "I have another joint."
She takes me by the hand and we walk inside. She takes me back into the main room and then into the room on the right. From there we go through a door and are in the kitchen. She takes me up the back stairway and we go into one of the bedrooms. We lock the door, open the window and light up the joint. We sit on the bed and after about 3 minutes the joint is out and we are making out. (EDIT: Then we talked for a while then we finished the joint, then we made up again, then...) A little while later I can't believe I'm banging this 10 out of 10 model/actress in a Laurel Canyon mansion at a party I wasn't invited to. The fact I was raw dogging her doggy style was farthest from my mind from being an issue.
The room had a bathroom so we stayed locked in there all night and banged a couple more times. In the morning she offered me a ride home and we hopped into her (rented) Mercedes CLA convertible and we got some breakfast and she dropped me off. I had a great time, an unforgettable time, I wanted to see her again, like that night. I asked "Can I call you soon and see you again?" "I'm sorry love, that's not going to be possible for us." I'm a little hurt, "why not?"
"Because I'm married, love and I'm flying back home to London in a few days after my job is done here. But I'll never forget the time we had, love. I'll never, ever forget last night." She kissed me long before I jumped out of the car and she drove off.
I never saw Kelsey again.
Last edited by Natamus; 08-30-2016 at 06:35 AM.