Went down to see Devon this weekend with Tom and Vin. Highlights...
Devon's "Mutha Fuckin' Jetpack"
My Space Coke
After being up for nineteen hours, realizing "Wait... so this is why they say caffeine is a drug."
Eugene: "Brendan, I'm sure you're making a good point but all I hear is 'I'm huge, but I don't drink!'"
"But Devo, that's your crotch dollar!"
Stacey: "Cozy in here." Brendan: "Well shove over, it's about to get cozier."
Bringing that kid's wallet back.
Jackie Kennedy punching Devon in the nipples.
Some girl named Kristin singing "Happy Birthday" to Devon.
"I thought he was a macho womanizer who conquered the Moon!"
"I just keep dripping condensation on myself."
Being introduced to that Maggie girl four times.
Finding out I was calling Cecille "Celine" for the last fifteen minutes of what I'd thought was a good conversation.
That waitress giving me crap about wanting extra toast.
4:30 AM- Stacey: "Aren't you cold?" Brendan: "Stacey, it's this cold at high noon where I'm from."
Someone: "It's like walking on pudding."
Tom: "I was talking to Kate..." Brendan: "Wait. Shiny Kate or radioactive Kate?"
Good time had by all, but all in all, good to be home. It was fun but it was kind of like spending the weekend at PCU, and one can only handle so much of that.
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