I may have written about this before, but it’s been lost in the missing archives if I did! [color=red]WARNING[\/color]: This one is a bit graphic!!<\/p>\n
This one only goes back to May, 1994. I had traveled back up to Massachusetts from New Jersey to see friends and hang out. I had driven with my friends and old roommates, Chris and Toni (hopefully, they won’t mind me using real names here!). On Saturday of that weekend, my friends, Chris and his father, Brian, George and and I had gone to see “The Crow”. It was a cool movie and we had taken a few cars to the theatre for whatever reason.<\/p>\n
After the movie, Chris, Brian and I decided to go to a friend’s house to meet with Pete. We had a few beers and hung out for a bit. Then we decided to go out since it was Saturday night and we were free of any “womanly influence”. We ended up at the Leitrim Pub on Park Avenue in Worcester. The place was packed and since three of us were single, we were looking for women. I saw a couple of people I knew from Worcester State College. It was getting late, we decided to leave, but only after meeting several of Brian’s friends from high school. They invited us back to hang out at a party at a house that one of the guys -Ron – was house-sitting. Pete and I took my car and Chris and Brian followed in Brian’s. The house turned out to be the home of one of our old high school guidance councilors! It was odd, but he was away on vacation or something. There were quite a few people there – all of whom I knew from school. Unfortunately, we were stuck outside since Ron’s wife and kid were asleep inside.<\/p>\n
At this point, it was about 2AM and the party was just beginning – these guys had a keg! It was a great night, but a little odd hanging out with these guys from high school. Brian just kept going “My boys!” in his drunkenness while Pete, Chris and I talked with some of the guys we knew a little better. Due to the cold May night, our ability to “hold” our beer was rather limited. So, after a few, we decided to leave and get some food as the eastern sky began to brighten. Off to Denny’s – the Mecca of all drunks!!<\/p>\n
We arrived safely (the only time I have driven while my BAC was questionable) and ordered our food. Soon, Brian, who had drunk far more than the rest of us, began to look a little pale and I suggested that he go to the Men’s room. He did. As a matter of fact, he was still gone when our meals arrived. I was tempted to go in and check on Brian, but decided to wait. He emerged smiling and seemingly victorious over his nausea. He ate his greasy eggs, bacon, sausage and toast as we finished our meals ( I love Moons over My Hammy!). I was finishing up and talking with Chris and Pete who were also almost done. Brian told us to shut up.<\/p>\n
We looked over as he turned green again. Waving off the suggestion that he go to the into bathroom, he began to make some weird, guttural swallowing noises. His cheeks puffed out like a squirrel in November and he looked around for something to be used as a puke-receptacle. Spotting Pete’s empty french fry basket, Brian reached for it. Pete quickly pulled the remaining fries out and handed it over to our desperate friend. We all leaned away from the oncoming geyser.<\/p>\n
I grabbed one of Pete’s fries and chomped on it as Bri spewed out thick, pancake-like vomit into the empty fry basket. It was a really amazing amount of the stuff. And he was totally silent until the very end – then he just gave a little “gack!”<\/p>\n
Looking up from his…handiwork, Brian smiled and said “Boy, is she gonna have a surprise.” referring to the unsuspecting waitress. The amazing thing is this – he continued to eat his French Toast!!!<\/p>\n
The whole event at the restaurant took mere seconds, but it is forever engraved in my memory as yet another classic [url=http:\/\/www.p7a77.net\/dennys\/]Denny’s[\/url] moment.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I may have written about this before, but it’s been lost in the missing archives if I did! [color=red]WARNING[\/color]: This one is a bit graphic!! This one only goes back to May, 1994. I had traveled back up to Massachusetts … Continue reading