This story involves someone who shall remain nameless and I took this nameless someone to the Funny Bone as they had very talented comedians. The trouble with most comedians is they're not funny but the ones at the Funny Bone had the edge and they were almost always funny.
Prior to the Funny Bone, Skyline Chili seemed the good choice is it's a casual place, damn good tastin', and right next door to the Bone.
This was a night of discovery as the One Who Shall Remain Nameless got curious about 151 rum. This was not her best decision as the combination with Skyline Chili was not precisely too good and that stuff is very strong.
So she's quickly drunk as a monkey on this stuff and there's only one move: get the lady home.
Fortunately, she passed out fairly quickly.
But that didn't last.
There was a quick movement, a window was rolled down and then there was an event I can only liken to Chernobyl in its intensity and its comprehensive coverage.
I wasn't drunk as I haven't found anything enjoyable about alcohol in decades and not all that much when I tried it. The car had a new ambience and one of rare delight, I assure you, but there was still only one move: get the lady home.
When we got back, the first thing was to get her ready for bed and, that done, there was one more move.
Describing a car that has survived a Skyline Chili and 151 rum explosion is something that would require the skills of the animators from the Disney studios. Every color imaginable was represented and the sweep of it was something even the Sorcerer's Apprentice would admire. Inside and out, the car was a glory.
I dutifully cleaned up the vehicle as I knew no matter how bad it is now, you do NOT want to know what happens when the sun hits it.
The beauty part is the One Who Shall Remain Nameless was out cold the entire time and didn't remember any of it.
(Ed: so tell me what is Christmas about this?)
It wasn't your car!
Prior to the Funny Bone, Skyline Chili seemed the good choice is it's a casual place, damn good tastin', and right next door to the Bone.
This was a night of discovery as the One Who Shall Remain Nameless got curious about 151 rum. This was not her best decision as the combination with Skyline Chili was not precisely too good and that stuff is very strong.
So she's quickly drunk as a monkey on this stuff and there's only one move: get the lady home.
Fortunately, she passed out fairly quickly.
But that didn't last.
There was a quick movement, a window was rolled down and then there was an event I can only liken to Chernobyl in its intensity and its comprehensive coverage.
I wasn't drunk as I haven't found anything enjoyable about alcohol in decades and not all that much when I tried it. The car had a new ambience and one of rare delight, I assure you, but there was still only one move: get the lady home.
When we got back, the first thing was to get her ready for bed and, that done, there was one more move.
Describing a car that has survived a Skyline Chili and 151 rum explosion is something that would require the skills of the animators from the Disney studios. Every color imaginable was represented and the sweep of it was something even the Sorcerer's Apprentice would admire. Inside and out, the car was a glory.
I dutifully cleaned up the vehicle as I knew no matter how bad it is now, you do NOT want to know what happens when the sun hits it.
The beauty part is the One Who Shall Remain Nameless was out cold the entire time and didn't remember any of it.
(Ed: so tell me what is Christmas about this?)
It wasn't your car!
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