Saturday, May 28, 2005

"Tucker's Drunk Friends"

It seems that I am cursed with drawling the drunk wierdo people to me when I go out with my friends.


Just last night, some old guy up at Sharkey's kept asking me if I thought he could kick the ass of rather large man sitting on the other side of the bar. THe rather large man was a guy I went to High School with, and he is roughly the size of Camden County.

Later that night he drunkenly came over to his arm around Jason and me and slurred his words and went on about the three of us trying to take on the large man. Thankfully his wife or whoever she was made him leave.


Later that night a guy came up to me and put his arms all around me asking if I used to drive a blue escort. I did for a few years back in highschool and my first semester of college. Now I had no idea who this guy was, but he clearly knew me. Apperently, he graduated a year after me at the same school. He either always wanted to kick my ass, or wanted me in gay. Judging by the way he drapped his drunken arms on me. Akwardly embracing me.


A few years back Steve and I were at the Wick on THanksgiving. Wow, that sounds really sad when I type it. Anyway I had to break the seal so I went to the restroom. There was a dude already in there pissing in the urnial next to the one that I would use. Steve came in, because I guess he had to go to. I saw him come in the door and since it was a small bathroom.

I said" THeres no room"

Now this really bugged out the stranger pissing next to me. You would have thought I had just told him how he was going to die. He started bugging out.

"What man?!?!" No room?"

When Steve got in there. THe guy told him "Your friend is wierd man"


We left that place, and he was just looking at me saying. What do you mean no room?


Oh, Liza, her friend Megan and boyfriend were at Barons one night. This guy sat next to me, and kept telling me how he was going to go out and dance. He also kept asking if Liza and Megan "hated" him. LIkely because, they didnt want to make eye contact. THen he moved over adn sat net to me and shook my hand. Most of what he was saying was unable to be understood any sober person.


Also, this large 6 foot rabbit named Harvey that follows me all around town...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

That story about the guy in the bathroom doesn't sound quite right, but I can't really remember much anyway...

I think the guy got upset because he thought you were checking him out or something to that effect. You must've said something else that he misinterpreted. He was piss drunk, so I guess that was easy for him to do.

When he came out of the bathroom, he went on about how weird you are. Of course, I wasn't about to argue with a potential serial killer, so I said something like "I know, man. I know. Just forget about him. He's always like that."

I guess the moral is: don't act too friendly with a drunk guy at a urinal.

In other news, I'm going to see Dave Attell at the Borgata tonight. It's gonna be great... Happy Memorial Day.

- Steve

keith said...

I think he may have started asking me questions while we were in there.

keith said...

I think he may have started asking me questions while we were in there.