Ever noticed the "Clap Your Hands" commercial on TV? It's finally off the air, and I couldn't be happier. Every time it played, I couldn't help but burst into laughter, and here's why.
One day, I found myself in a cab in Singapore with two friends. One of them had a terrible backache and asked the driver to take us to a place where he could get a good back rub. The driver nodded and took us to a secluded spot, pointing us towards a staircase.
We climbed the stairs and were greeted by a lady who motioned for us to sit down and brought us beers. My friend explained his need for a back rub, and she assured us they had the best service. Then, she clapped her hands, and a curtain opened to reveal a group of women in skimpy outfits.
My friend, confused, said, "No, not that." She clapped her hands again, revealing more women in similar attire. "My back aches, that's all," he insisted. The lady clapped her hands once more, and the women behind the first curtain began to undress. "No, just a back rub," he repeated.
The lady clapped her hands again, and the women behind the second curtain started undressing. I tried to clarify, "You don't understand, my friend only wants a back rub." She clapped her hands again, and a completely naked woman jumped on the table, wrapping her thighs around my neck. "No, back rub, just a back rub," I pleaded.
Finally, she clapped her hands and said, "Okay, back rub." I sighed in relief, but then she started taking my shirt off. I tried to explain that it was my friend who needed the back rub, but fearing what might happen if she clapped her hands again, I just said, "Okay."
As the woman began giving me a back rub, my friend asked, "What about the two of us?" The lady clapped her hands, and two more women rushed over. She clapped again, and the woman rubbing my back walked away. I thought she had finally figured it out.
I gulped down my beer, thinking my friends would get their back rubs, and we could leave. But the lady asked if I wanted another beer. I declined, and she said, "Come with me." Confused, I followed her to another room where she instructed me to lie on my stomach.
She clapped her hands, and several women began rubbing my back. After a few minutes, she told me to turn over, and they started pouring lotion on me, rubbing it up and down my chest. Suddenly, I felt my pants and shorts being pulled off. "No, not this," I protested.
The lady asked, "What's wrong?" I explained I didn't want sex, just a back rub. She agreed but said they couldn't do it with my clothes on. Reluctantly, I agreed, and they continued rubbing lotion all over me. Then, I heard laughter.
The lady explained they were laughing at the butterfly tattoo on my butt. Embarrassed, I admitted I didn't think anyone would see it there. She kept her promise—no sex, just a thorough rub down. But I couldn't understand why it took so many women.
When we finally left, I asked my friends if they had the same experience. They both said, "No, just our backs." One friend suggested the lady just wanted to see me with my clothes off, while the other thought she had a crush on me. I'll never know the real reason, but it was an unforgettable experience.
This story always comes to mind whenever I see someone clapping their hands a lot. It's a reminder of that hilarious and bizarre day in Singapore. Sometimes, the most unexpected situations make for the best stories.
This misadventure in Singapore is a testament to the unpredictability of life and the power of laughter. It’s a story that will always bring a smile to my face and remind me of the importance of humor in our lives.
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