When you look at this picture, you'll have to wonder what the heck they were on or eating at the time of the picture being taken. Or, of course, this could be a picture of two completely normal guys enjoying a nice dinner coversation with each other, where one is explaining something (probably how he got all the hotel room numbers from within committee), and the other showing off his cavities. You decide.
"JON! Quick, take the picture!" I say as we swerve past moving cars, unknowingly going too fast for the toll up ahead. Cars come at us in all directions, and when we think the coast is clear...doh! The merging traffic comes at us from behind and on the right...will we even make it to that red thing in front of us??? Somebody didn't see THE MERGING TRAFFIC SIGN.
Here we are, it's a Saturday night, we just waited about 2 hours for the freak'n table and wow! what great service, we actually had someone take our lousy ass picture. Oh...for those who count six people, the one next to Dan, third from the left, is Ellen, a hooker we picked up outside a bookstore. We felt that she needed a good meal in her stomach, and hey...this Hard Rock Cafe was actually quite reasonable. (She's of course not really a hooker, but hey, who's keeping track?!)
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