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Non Gaming Discussions => Off-Topic => Topic started by: CHIZZY on June 17, 2002, 01:11:30 PM
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Well, I went to Toronto this weekend to see a band called the "doves".... (great show, BTW- opening was "elbow" )
I went with my GF, my bro & his GF.... We got a nice hotel & everything was cool. We spent Saturday afternoon getting drunk in various bars, and shopping with the ladies. (They did most of the shopping.)
well, apparently I was a raving lunatic and my GF took a cab back to the hotel after the first band.
Then I was taking a leak in the downstairs bathroom, got about halfway through, and this big drunk guy stumbled up to the urinal next to me. He pulled down his pants and proceeded to pass out. He fell sideways, cracking his head on the urinal I was using, which resulted in me pissing all over this guy\'s head. He then laid on the floor, out cold, eyes wide open with his junk hanging out. I had to cut my pee short (easier said than done) pull up this dude\'s pants (hey, I would want someone to do it for me...) and get security. I thought he was dead. He was the color of oatmeal.
He turned out OK, & the security threw him in a cab.
OK, back at the hotel after the show. Did I mention there was a tattoo convention? Did I mention the drunken native americans with weird bowl cut/mullets?
Said drunken Wahoos set off the fire alarms at 2:00 AM, thereby evacuating the packed hotel. Did I mention we were on the 16th floor?
Then- only one elevator was in service to get everyone back to their rooms.(after an hour standing outside) and the stairwells were locked.
I flagged a manager and he took us back to our rooms via the service elevator.
They wouldn\'t even knock anything off the bill.
F*ckers.
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yeah that is quite ****ed up. but did you enjoy yourself???
hope you did
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I like to get sloshed when I shop too.
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at least u didn\'t die:)
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Originally posted by PS2_-\'_\'-_PS2
at least u didn\'t die:)
So I jump ship in Hong Kong and make my way over to Tibet, and I get on as a looper at a course over in the Himalayas. A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I\'m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald... striking. So, I\'m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one---big hitter, the Lama---long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga... gunga, gunga-galunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he\'s gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won\'t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consiousness." So I got that goin\' for me, which is nice.
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haha.. I feel sorry for the guy with the piss on his head.
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Pee on his head and a song in his heart.
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but it\'s MY piss...
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I would have crapped in his mouth.
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Lol @ crapping in his mouth.
I wouldn\'t say it was a total disaster though. You got to pee on someones head! :D