Post by Chemicals on Sept 22, 2003 7:55:53 GMT -5
holy tits! This is some funny ass shit. Thank you guys for having such pristine memories of this classic evening. Here's the story from my point of view:
I remember a gang of us going in Jason's car (or was it Elliot's car?) to buy alcohol and summer sausage at the now defunct Galliano Delchamps. This was back in my "I don't drink beer" days which meant that it was a given that I was gonna be puking every night whenever alcohol was involved.
SO we get to Elliots and start making girly drinks and eating summer sausage. Not a good idea mixing these 2 treats, mind you... as you shall soon see.
The next thing I remember is all of us calling Misty Pellegrin and then Maurie (can't remember her last name) to come strip for us. They both declined. Now that I reflect upon their decision not to come strip, I'm pretty happy. haha
Then the girlfriends showed up. I remember being all kinds of pissed that Erica and Jenny had showed up... I was like "no! This is a fucking bachelor party! Girlfriends suck!" but they stayed anyway. I later was glad they had stayed because they cried when I played my new song "Crossroad" (this made my nuts quiver with delight)
Elliot then lifted his glass and made the great prophetic statement that in less than a year, he would be divorced. What a guy.
So then the next thing I remember is finishing some song (I think it was "How's It Gonna Be" by 3EB) and Elliot lifting his head gently to puke on my khakis. He was the first to go.
I also vaguely remember standing outside smoking a cigarette. Mostly I remember Rusty's reaction to me smoking a cigarette. It was a blend of confusion and disappointment. Like "well there goes my last bastion of hope out the window... Paul Duet is smoking a cigarette."
I then remember the stuff on the back porch. I played like every damn song I knew (and some I didn't know) back there. Funny stuff, I'm sure. I remember something about Brandon passing out in the grass, but not much beyond that.
Then the classic moment you all remember so fondly. Me and Jason in Elliot and Holly's bed. Jason Johnson wanted to lay down with us, but I was too sick to move over... he kept pushing me and pushing me in the stomach. I remember cursing him violently and warning that I would puke if he didn't stop. He didn't stop. So I punched him. I know it landed somewhere on his looming, oversized frame.
Then Jason and I sat up and started puking together, our arms around eachother lovingly. After we finished puking and passed out, I was awoken by the cold... I looked down at the foot of the bed for something to cover us with. I saw this blanket with a silky ribbon around it... and there you have it. I unwrapped the blanket and covered both Jason and myself with it as we lay on the vomit-soaked bed.
Fin
I remember a gang of us going in Jason's car (or was it Elliot's car?) to buy alcohol and summer sausage at the now defunct Galliano Delchamps. This was back in my "I don't drink beer" days which meant that it was a given that I was gonna be puking every night whenever alcohol was involved.
SO we get to Elliots and start making girly drinks and eating summer sausage. Not a good idea mixing these 2 treats, mind you... as you shall soon see.
The next thing I remember is all of us calling Misty Pellegrin and then Maurie (can't remember her last name) to come strip for us. They both declined. Now that I reflect upon their decision not to come strip, I'm pretty happy. haha
Then the girlfriends showed up. I remember being all kinds of pissed that Erica and Jenny had showed up... I was like "no! This is a fucking bachelor party! Girlfriends suck!" but they stayed anyway. I later was glad they had stayed because they cried when I played my new song "Crossroad" (this made my nuts quiver with delight)
Elliot then lifted his glass and made the great prophetic statement that in less than a year, he would be divorced. What a guy.
So then the next thing I remember is finishing some song (I think it was "How's It Gonna Be" by 3EB) and Elliot lifting his head gently to puke on my khakis. He was the first to go.
I also vaguely remember standing outside smoking a cigarette. Mostly I remember Rusty's reaction to me smoking a cigarette. It was a blend of confusion and disappointment. Like "well there goes my last bastion of hope out the window... Paul Duet is smoking a cigarette."
I then remember the stuff on the back porch. I played like every damn song I knew (and some I didn't know) back there. Funny stuff, I'm sure. I remember something about Brandon passing out in the grass, but not much beyond that.
Then the classic moment you all remember so fondly. Me and Jason in Elliot and Holly's bed. Jason Johnson wanted to lay down with us, but I was too sick to move over... he kept pushing me and pushing me in the stomach. I remember cursing him violently and warning that I would puke if he didn't stop. He didn't stop. So I punched him. I know it landed somewhere on his looming, oversized frame.
Then Jason and I sat up and started puking together, our arms around eachother lovingly. After we finished puking and passed out, I was awoken by the cold... I looked down at the foot of the bed for something to cover us with. I saw this blanket with a silky ribbon around it... and there you have it. I unwrapped the blanket and covered both Jason and myself with it as we lay on the vomit-soaked bed.
Fin
