Sunday night.
Usually boring (like my Friday and Saturday nights).
But I received a txt message to meet a friend @ a lounge.
So I deceided to leave the fortress of solitude and venture out into the night.
I met up with forementioned friend whom we shall call RUEEYE for purposes
of protecting his anonimity..heh.
Anyways, the music was good, the crowd, minimal but friendly and the drinks,
oh the drinks. Sufficed to say they kept on flowing.
I know my limit as I'm not a drinker so when I reached mine, I said No more,No mas,
Nyet,etc etc etc.
Unfortunately for my friend, the word NO doesn't appear in his vocabulary.
So he continued on with his drinking....and drinking...and drinking.
The club closed at around oh, 2ish, so it was Me,Rui, the Owner,his Gf, and another couple.
The owner bought a few more rounds for those who remained. I again stuck with my soda and water.
The same can't be said for RE.
At this time he was sitting in his chair swaying a bit, with a goofy smile on his face.
Then the owner brought out some "special" liqour. Apparently it's some vodka or something
from Poland that's not legal here due to the alcohol content. I took a sip and wow, if there was
anything that smelled or tasted like paint remover this was it. Not that I'm a consiour on paint
removal fluids. I digress.
The rest of the people @ the bar had a shot of this vile liquid including Mr.RE. That was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back. A quick run to the mens room, followed up by
the sickening sounds of someone vomiting pretty much put a end to the festivities. We spent
the next half hour or so trying to get RueEye in a somewhat semi conscious state. It was apparent
to all that he couldn't drive home so I volunteered to do the job. I assisted him into the Honda and placed a plastic bag strategically in front of his face, the handles around his ears. Think feed bag
for a horse. Heh.
Anyways, I got him to his apartment,no spitting up or anything..thank g0d safely. He staggered
out of the car and slowly ascended the stairs to his place. I shook my head,smiled and headed home. About a hr or so later I made it home and crawled into bed. Yee Hah.
Yesterday (being Monday) I get a call from RuEEye saying that he can't find his fancy cell phone.
I tell him I'll look in the Honda of Love...which I did, twice to no avail.
I call him back and tell him the bad news.
Later that day I see him online and was told that a girl @ the bar held the phone for him so he wouldn't drop it and forgot to get it back. So He was able to get a ride back to the bar to fetch
his car and cell phone. Alls well that ends well I suppose.
