Huhuhuh. Boner.
Sometimes, I convince myself that if I drink enough coffee to get antsy, I will actually get a lot of work done. The truth is that, if I drink enough coffee, I get delusional and think that I'm very productive, when all I'm really doing is going to the bathroom a lot.
Anyway, the seven of us--Paul, me, the STL boys and the weird LA guys (not LA weird, just regular weird)--are at the Monte Carlo buffet waiting to get seated. One of the duo behind us in line, the guy wearing some sort of non-Ben and Jerry's Vermont-related T-shirt, starts up a conversation with us.
"Isn't Vegas the fucking greatest," or something, he declares, in a white hat wearing, drunk on Milwaukee's finest kinda way. We all mutter in agreement.
He looks, disturbingly, like the Friend of F2BM known as Rick. Rick who's asked me to go into the back room at the T's, as well as told me to go into the back room. Rick who, in response to my breakfast order, once said, "Oh, who cares what you want. You're going to be face down in the pillow anyway."
This guy, while looking like him, was not Rick (rhymes with lick and dick). But he sure sounded like him.
"Vegas is the shit," our dopelhomogangbanger says. "I've had a boner for five days now."
We laugh, partly out of awkwardness, partly out of disbelief and, a few of us perhaps, out of a feeling of sympathy and understanding.
"I had to take five aspirin last night just to get it to go down."
The same laughter. Someone asks if it worked.
"What, can you tell?" he asks no one in particular, and laughs.
We discuss the bachelor party. He calls us bad friends for not getting the bachelor a hummer at the very least.
We were seated quite soon afterwards.
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And since we're on a roll, here's one more link about Dick. Yes Dick, not dick.
Posted by @ 06/14/04 11:03 a.m. ET
on behalf of my people, i would like to apologize. we can't control them all... we try, but we really can't.
Posted by @ 06/21/04 4:37 a.m. ET
God Bless America.
Posted by @ 06/14/04 8:37 a.m. ET