So Janiac was in town this weekend. That basically led to some crazy shenanigans, but more importantly it reminded me of a hilarious story from back in the day with Dirty and Janiac and a few others.
You see, Dirty was being named Cowbelle of the Year at the CCA Convention and the rest of us were just there to party.
And party we did!
One night in particular, we decided that we would have a delicious Basque dinner. (Because let's be honest folks, the Basques have the best food!) And in the spirit of fully immersing ourselves in the culture, we decided that we would start the night with some Picon Punch. And no Basque meal is complete without a little red wine, so we threw some of that in for good measure. And then I believe we each had a whiskey drink at some point - to even the score.
So, we are now finishing dinner, and we have drank our weight in liquor.
The results:
As we're getting up from the table, Dirty falls out of her chair onto the floor and can't seem to get up. We all, of course, are laughing hysterically and are no help to her.
I forgot to mention at the beginning of this post that the Basque restaurant is kind of in the ghetto of Reno (I know, I know - what part of Reno isn't the ghetto, right?!?) and we had to take a taxi to get there. So we've now called two taxis to pick up our group and we're waiting inside so as not to freeze our asses off.
The cabs get there and we split into two groups. Dirty, Janiac, Dirty's mom, and I are in one cab and our cab driver is a little butch, but no big deal. Until we all climb in the cab (including the driver) and Dirty says, very loudly, "I wonder what team she plays for."
We finally make it back to the hotel without our cab driver kicking us out in the ghetto and resume partying at the casino bar.
The following happened in the course of the night:
- Janiac had a very long conversation with another friend of ours. After she walked away he confessed to me that he had no idea what she was talking about. He heard something about cars being kept in horse stalls, but he couldn't focus because he was certain that one of her breasts were going to fall out of her shirt.
- Dirty and Janiac ended up with tropical drinks and beachcomber hats.
- Dirty dropped her tropical drink and the glass broke all over the floor. When the custodian arrived he was wearing white coveralls, kind of like a Ghostbuster. He was down on his knees cleaning up her mess while Dirty stood over him saying, "Yeah. Clean it up!"
At some point Janiac and I headed up to the room and ordered chicken strips. However, I fell asleep before they arrived and missed out. Though Dirty walked in as Janiac was eating and helped herself. (Does that sound familiar Diddy?)
The following morning, Dirty and I had to attend a breakfast event and we nearly died. It was one of the worst mornings of my life. And then we won the door prize...
...a bottle of wine.
We finally make it back to the hotel without our cab driver kicking us out in the ghetto and resume partying at the casino bar.
The following happened in the course of the night:
- Janiac had a very long conversation with another friend of ours. After she walked away he confessed to me that he had no idea what she was talking about. He heard something about cars being kept in horse stalls, but he couldn't focus because he was certain that one of her breasts were going to fall out of her shirt.
- Dirty and Janiac ended up with tropical drinks and beachcomber hats.
- Dirty dropped her tropical drink and the glass broke all over the floor. When the custodian arrived he was wearing white coveralls, kind of like a Ghostbuster. He was down on his knees cleaning up her mess while Dirty stood over him saying, "Yeah. Clean it up!"
At some point Janiac and I headed up to the room and ordered chicken strips. However, I fell asleep before they arrived and missed out. Though Dirty walked in as Janiac was eating and helped herself. (Does that sound familiar Diddy?)
The following morning, Dirty and I had to attend a breakfast event and we nearly died. It was one of the worst mornings of my life. And then we won the door prize...
...a bottle of wine.
I don't know how I missed this post BUT, as embarrassed as I get when this story is told, I can't help but laugh uncontrollably! Oh, what a trip!
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