Post by moulinous on May 8, 2006 16:40:19 GMT -5
Another Frankie story.
One night, me and my erstwhile buddy decided to go play some pool at a local bar. There was this hot little waitress there and we kept getting drunker and drunker. She was totally digging us...or just getting us to spend alot. Hard to really tell when you are that drunk,lol. anyhow, all the sudden she stops really flirting. Frankie ask her whats wrong and this dude answers that is because he was there and he was her boyfreind. well, this dude was big, she was hot but he was big...probally half orc somewhere in him,lol. Frankie, being filled with liquid courage, decides to ask him if it is okay if we keep flirting with his girl...or that is what he tried to ask. Instead he said this; "You mind if me and my buddy keep trying to get her to come back to the house to f*ck? I mean, hang out."
He turns a dangerous red and i start to come over to inttervene when Frankie decides to keep going.
"Instead of doing it, how bout i just get her to go down on me? i mean, come on, the deal was sealed before you got here, do you not think i should at least be able to get her for an hour?We will drop her off when i am done?"
The worse part was he was totally serious and this guy now started forward to break my buddy in half. Thank god for bouncers as next thing i know we are escorted out of there and being intelligent idiots, we decide to go to a party we know about.
Well, the party was in full swing and i met some girls and was talking to them. There was about three kegs flowing, so i was pretty close to being too drunk to be funny, when a girl walked up that was having the party. She asked me if i brought Frankie, i said yeah, he came with me. She asked me to follow her. She led me around to the back of the house to a little bathroom that thye had that was more to come into when you came off the beach all sandy and crap and did not want to get your house sandy. 2 feet from the door the smell hit me, i opened the door and there was my buddy Frankie...on his back on the floor...with his pants down...and the floor literally covered in vomit and crap.
Frankie, what the heel man?
Hey Adam.' He sat up and got onto the toliet and i said come on, dude, lets go home. He said cool, leaned over and vomited into his pnats and under wear that were around his ankles...then stood up and pulled them on. You could actully hear the squish sound they made as he pulled them up.
We left and i thank god that we took his car to the party cause he was never able to get the stain out of his passenger seat from where i put him...
The next day he told me his...hair was so matted he had to shave it all off. And that is how Frankie..or as we called him, Baldie, was born.
One night, me and my erstwhile buddy decided to go play some pool at a local bar. There was this hot little waitress there and we kept getting drunker and drunker. She was totally digging us...or just getting us to spend alot. Hard to really tell when you are that drunk,lol. anyhow, all the sudden she stops really flirting. Frankie ask her whats wrong and this dude answers that is because he was there and he was her boyfreind. well, this dude was big, she was hot but he was big...probally half orc somewhere in him,lol. Frankie, being filled with liquid courage, decides to ask him if it is okay if we keep flirting with his girl...or that is what he tried to ask. Instead he said this; "You mind if me and my buddy keep trying to get her to come back to the house to f*ck? I mean, hang out."
He turns a dangerous red and i start to come over to inttervene when Frankie decides to keep going.
"Instead of doing it, how bout i just get her to go down on me? i mean, come on, the deal was sealed before you got here, do you not think i should at least be able to get her for an hour?We will drop her off when i am done?"
The worse part was he was totally serious and this guy now started forward to break my buddy in half. Thank god for bouncers as next thing i know we are escorted out of there and being intelligent idiots, we decide to go to a party we know about.
Well, the party was in full swing and i met some girls and was talking to them. There was about three kegs flowing, so i was pretty close to being too drunk to be funny, when a girl walked up that was having the party. She asked me if i brought Frankie, i said yeah, he came with me. She asked me to follow her. She led me around to the back of the house to a little bathroom that thye had that was more to come into when you came off the beach all sandy and crap and did not want to get your house sandy. 2 feet from the door the smell hit me, i opened the door and there was my buddy Frankie...on his back on the floor...with his pants down...and the floor literally covered in vomit and crap.
Frankie, what the heel man?
Hey Adam.' He sat up and got onto the toliet and i said come on, dude, lets go home. He said cool, leaned over and vomited into his pnats and under wear that were around his ankles...then stood up and pulled them on. You could actully hear the squish sound they made as he pulled them up.
We left and i thank god that we took his car to the party cause he was never able to get the stain out of his passenger seat from where i put him...
The next day he told me his...hair was so matted he had to shave it all off. And that is how Frankie..or as we called him, Baldie, was born.