He Lit Up When She Arrived...
Subtitle: Zack's Holiday Roll; I Got Rolled Too
Subtitle: Jason Baker: The Devil Totes Tequila
Subtitle: Why I Hate My Friend Zack
Subtitle: Gary Z: I'm Never Drinking Again; Not Even Vanilla Extract
Subtitle: A Prayer to God: Please Kill Me Now
Every year Zack has his Holiday Roll party and every year it conflicts with LP's Christmas party at Deloitte. This year, Zack won 'cause we figured it to be much more fun and plus you just can't keep stiff arming one of your amigos year-in and year-out.
LP and I show up to Zack's and are greeted with awesome food (Zack is a really good cook for a straight guy.... or maybe he's not straight. Hmmmmmm) and a beer whose name I remembered until I drank myself silly.
Zack's friend Jason Baker then shows up with the Devil Juice; an innocent concoction simply labeled "Pineapple Tequila." Zack urges me to do a few shots of the Devil Juice and all is well. Twenty minutes later Mike Tyson walks in and donkey punches me. I'm all like WTF, why are the walls moving and why is it that when I whisper about some chick across the room being hot she turns around and stares? Perhaps it's because my whisper voice has been replaced with drunken megaphone voice.
As I stagger to the door I strongly suggest LP drive us home. No sh1t Sherlock. I'm flatlining on the EEG and she's been drinking water all night.
LP and I get home and I'm full on spins, sweating straight liquor and heading to the lavatory to purge myself of the Devil Juice. Yeah, I MADE myself yack as I could not stand the toxin eating away at me any longer.
Sunday was perhaps worse than the night before. I played in a company golf tournament and the first nine holes were spent sweating out more Devil Juice, eating Pepto Bismal tablets like they were Tic Tacs and doing body shots of Advil.
I know I've said it 200 times before but I think I really mean it this time... I'm never drinking again.
The good news from the party is that apparently Zack has a new hot little lady friend. I noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding band to which Pepper, Zack's roommate replied "no kidding. I said she was Zack's lady friend not his married lady friend." Sorry the Devil Juice stole my logic. LP noted that Zack "lit up when she arrived." For a gay dude, Zack sure does hang out with cute girls.
Subtitle: Jason Baker: The Devil Totes Tequila
Subtitle: Why I Hate My Friend Zack
Subtitle: Gary Z: I'm Never Drinking Again; Not Even Vanilla Extract
Subtitle: A Prayer to God: Please Kill Me Now
Every year Zack has his Holiday Roll party and every year it conflicts with LP's Christmas party at Deloitte. This year, Zack won 'cause we figured it to be much more fun and plus you just can't keep stiff arming one of your amigos year-in and year-out.
LP and I show up to Zack's and are greeted with awesome food (Zack is a really good cook for a straight guy.... or maybe he's not straight. Hmmmmmm) and a beer whose name I remembered until I drank myself silly.
Zack's friend Jason Baker then shows up with the Devil Juice; an innocent concoction simply labeled "Pineapple Tequila." Zack urges me to do a few shots of the Devil Juice and all is well. Twenty minutes later Mike Tyson walks in and donkey punches me. I'm all like WTF, why are the walls moving and why is it that when I whisper about some chick across the room being hot she turns around and stares? Perhaps it's because my whisper voice has been replaced with drunken megaphone voice.
As I stagger to the door I strongly suggest LP drive us home. No sh1t Sherlock. I'm flatlining on the EEG and she's been drinking water all night.
LP and I get home and I'm full on spins, sweating straight liquor and heading to the lavatory to purge myself of the Devil Juice. Yeah, I MADE myself yack as I could not stand the toxin eating away at me any longer.
Sunday was perhaps worse than the night before. I played in a company golf tournament and the first nine holes were spent sweating out more Devil Juice, eating Pepto Bismal tablets like they were Tic Tacs and doing body shots of Advil.
I know I've said it 200 times before but I think I really mean it this time... I'm never drinking again.
The good news from the party is that apparently Zack has a new hot little lady friend. I noticed she wasn't wearing a wedding band to which Pepper, Zack's roommate replied "no kidding. I said she was Zack's lady friend not his married lady friend." Sorry the Devil Juice stole my logic. LP noted that Zack "lit up when she arrived." For a gay dude, Zack sure does hang out with cute girls.
posted by Gary Z at
6:35 AM
2 Comments:
i'm trying to decide what to laugh at harder. your recount or the pictures. Just wait........Ho!!!!!! Game on!!!!!!!!!!
By
Zack, At
4:56 PM
Well, I wish I could take credit for that devil juice, but that goes totally to my wife. Katie is a master of all things food and beverage!
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PhotoReb, At
9:21 AM
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