My Humps

This one is for the books.

Seven young male engineers (who 10-15 years from now will most probably be holding senior positions in the refinery) literally brought the female audience to their feet screaming hysterically in a surprise dance number last Saturday night. It was the despedida-bienvenida event for the refinery's outgoing and incoming refinery managers.

Dressed in tight HerBench shirts with a bold 'TEASE' printed at the front, I, Volt, Glenn, Jourdan, Emer, Ian and Tudoy performed what could count as a 'most embarassing moment' for all of us -- a hunky-naughty-male dance rendition of Black Eyed Peas' "MY HUMPS" onstage.

High-pitched screams and thrilled laughter from the audience as we did our jilly-whipping slaps, gyrating turns and sultry poses almost drowned out our music accompaniment. According to Grace, the shouts were almost 'osgasmic' in nature.

We received a standing ovation at the end of our 3-minute number and several shouts of 'More! More!' (dunno if the women were referring to us dancing some more or us taking off more pieces of our clothing).

Not bad for us, considering we rehearsed the whole thing in a span of two dinners and one lunch break.

Special thanks to Julie who choreographed the whole thing.

Wish the seven of us that we'd still be treated by the rest of the staff here as qualified engineers and not an ounce less because of 'My Humps'.

Booyah!