In which my ass is asleep.
After sitting on my ass in the big black truck for 6 hours and 40 minutes, I find that my ass is asleep. Mmm, yoga.
But we’re here, and we have a sweet suite with a king-sized bed, a couch bed, and a spa tub. And it’s right next to the pool, and there’s a little ‘yard’ right outside our door where we’ll be grilling because we don’t want to eat drive-thru for a month and Bread brought — I shit you not — a gas fucking grill.
It quite rocks, verily.
So Bread and Bowling Jesus are standing in the doorway. Bread says, “What took you guys so long to get here? We left Mi-T-Mart at five.”
“Well,” Truck answers, “first, we got stuck on a draw bridge…”
Update 2:21 am: There’s a White Castle right at the edge of the parking lot. I’ve heard of them, of course, but never eaten at one in my life. Bread and BoSe walked over and came back with more condiments than God and three bags of Slyders. I had a fish sandwich (I eat fish when I’m starving and there’s no other option. Or if it’s sushi, of course). It was… square. And little. And square. And one and a half sides of fries. And two Beam and Cokes because Truck and Bowling Jesus showed up with cocktails because they’re superior.
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Oh, mah Ghod. Are you serious?
White Castle is the shit when it comes to mini burgers. Go there immediately and then blog about it.
I’m afraid. Very afraid. The guys have been giving me updates all fucking morning about the location of the Slyders in their guts. -m
You have a rocking hotel room and White Castle across the parking lot… you are living the life.
Yes. As the only female in a bunch of stinky, farting, swearing guys. Yay! -m
Yes, indeed. Superior people always travel with cocktail ingredients.
I enjoy your focus on cocktails. You’re a good man. -m
Oh my gosh! Ron can eat 5 White Castle burgers for his second dinner, with cheese of course. You’ll have to keep all of us updated on the new gig. He’s thinking about going down the same road.
Will do! How the hell are you, girl?! -m
superior people can only bring cocktails. that’s the way of superior people.
i’ve never had white castle and am somewhat reluctant. i’ve only heard about people who adore the teeny burgers and absolutely must have their white castle fixes and the other people who would rather be staked naked and disemboweled , in the midst of fire ants and 2 year old whining children than eat at that particular chain. i’ve heard nothing in between…until yours and your’s was about fish, not meat…go figure
The meat is green. And every time the boys eat there, they bitch the whole next day about their gastroinstestinal distress. They sell those little burgers in 30 packs. *shudder* -m