Re: Rep Retirement Lodge #173: (Insert Title)
I don't know if I said this before or not, but it's a funny story so I'm posting it now.
My buddy Rob had a hernia operation when we were seniors in high school. He had it done the Friday before spring break, his mom planned it that way so he wouldn't miss school. It also meant that when his parents went to work on Monday, two of our buddies, Brandon and Ted, decided he needed a morale visit. They showed up with a bottle of whiskey and a bottle of vodka. Since we didn't have school that day, I didn't wake up until around 10:30, looked out my door and saw Brandon's car in Rob's driveway (four houses up the cul de sac). I head on over there, and Rob is half crying, half laughing from the stupid stuff the others were doing. Rob wasn't drinking, but Brandon and Ted were almost done with their bottles by then.
Ted starts looking a little green, and Rob tells me to go get a bucket because Ted's going to blow chunks. I run into the kitchen, grab a big mixing bowl because I couldn't find the bucket, and start back to the living room where they all were. Ted starts projectile vomitting while I'm still all the way across the room. Beyond all belief, the entirety of his vomit lands in the mixing bowl. Rob and I just stare at each other, then start laughing to no end. Then he starts crying again, yelling that it hurts to laugh and the doctor told him to try not to laugh for that first week. Ah, stupid high school days, they were fun.
