Post by NOTTHOR on Feb 17, 2009 22:07:46 GMT -6
I apologize in advance for not posting this story sooner, I didn't know if it was Wasteland worthy until I talked to barber tonight.
As you all know, I was in IC over the weekend. I rolled into an undisclosed bar in North Lib with LeonBT and a few other dudes. The bar had karaoke.
A group of fairly large gals walked in and sat at the table adjacent to us.
One of my homeboys went to the pisser. While he was gone, I asked the young women if they knew Cher's lyrics to "I Got You Babe?" Yes.
My buddy comes back and a few minutes later, he finds himself getting called up to the stage to sing. He was pretty growly with me.
Irregardless, the gals kind of jumped on the opportunity to come shoot the shit with us. I had not eaten supper, so I was starving. At around midnight, I asked if there were any Casey's open nearby from where I could procure a Taco Pizza. Unfortunately, no.
So 2 AM rolls around and the bar closes. This gal comes up to me in the parking lot, grabs me by the arm, rubs her body against my thingy and whispers in my ear "I have taco pizza at my place. Why don't you come over and eat some taco pizza with me?"
I had to muster every ounce of lawyering skills in my body to test the veracity of her statement because I was drunk and very, very hungry, but also leary of a trap. "When did you order it?"
"Yesterday."
"How are the chips? I bet they are all soggy and I bet the lettuce is starting to turn brown."
"No, it's still good, I had a piece right before I came out tonight."
Thank god my buddy's wife pulled up to pick us up at that moment. I got the eff out of there.
"I gotta go."
Anyway, she had a camera and had taken some good pictures of LeonBT and my other buddy singing, so I gave her my non-work email address. She sent me the pictures and a message that said "I was in pretty rare form towards the end of the evening. I did laugh however when I opened my fridge yesterday and saw my taco pizza sitting in there."
Now I can only assume she had some taco pizza, why else would she state that in an email, but in the history of mankind, has an invitation to go to a gal's house after hours ever been extended with Taco Pizza as the main attraction?
As you all know, I was in IC over the weekend. I rolled into an undisclosed bar in North Lib with LeonBT and a few other dudes. The bar had karaoke.
A group of fairly large gals walked in and sat at the table adjacent to us.
One of my homeboys went to the pisser. While he was gone, I asked the young women if they knew Cher's lyrics to "I Got You Babe?" Yes.
My buddy comes back and a few minutes later, he finds himself getting called up to the stage to sing. He was pretty growly with me.
Irregardless, the gals kind of jumped on the opportunity to come shoot the shit with us. I had not eaten supper, so I was starving. At around midnight, I asked if there were any Casey's open nearby from where I could procure a Taco Pizza. Unfortunately, no.
So 2 AM rolls around and the bar closes. This gal comes up to me in the parking lot, grabs me by the arm, rubs her body against my thingy and whispers in my ear "I have taco pizza at my place. Why don't you come over and eat some taco pizza with me?"
I had to muster every ounce of lawyering skills in my body to test the veracity of her statement because I was drunk and very, very hungry, but also leary of a trap. "When did you order it?"
"Yesterday."
"How are the chips? I bet they are all soggy and I bet the lettuce is starting to turn brown."
"No, it's still good, I had a piece right before I came out tonight."
Thank god my buddy's wife pulled up to pick us up at that moment. I got the eff out of there.
"I gotta go."
Anyway, she had a camera and had taken some good pictures of LeonBT and my other buddy singing, so I gave her my non-work email address. She sent me the pictures and a message that said "I was in pretty rare form towards the end of the evening. I did laugh however when I opened my fridge yesterday and saw my taco pizza sitting in there."
Now I can only assume she had some taco pizza, why else would she state that in an email, but in the history of mankind, has an invitation to go to a gal's house after hours ever been extended with Taco Pizza as the main attraction?
