DAMMIT! I just saw this today after having my ass kicked by my new job for a few months and finally taking a break and surfing all day. I hope you all have a great time–lift some pot roast for me!
Well the day was great, after forgetting to mail my taxes, both Auto and I arrived to Durgin Park at the same time. It was there that was hid around a corner and were able to ambush **What Exit ** as soon as he came in. His mistake was wearing a Yankees shirt which made him easy to recognize.
Auto yelled “I’ll take his legs!” and I proceeded to give him a dropkick. Caught unaware he immediately stumbled over and we both started kicking him while he was down.
Then S&I walked in and tried to reason with us to stop, but then **Robot Arm ** came in and tried to steal his wallet (Jim’s not S&I’s). Mousie came first actually and was screaming, “But we’re really nice people! Stop that!” Which we did, once our legs got tired. Then we giggled away into the night, avoiding police presence by a mere two minutes.
Hope you liked your trip to Boston!
Love,
[DEL]boston baked beans[/DEL] beebs
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It was fun, I was happy to meet everyone and I had a good time and a good steak.
I hope I can do this again sometime in the future.
Jim
Blargh! It was a fun night. Good food, good conversation, and good friends I’m happy to have to met Sophistry and Illusion and What Exit? in person. They’re almost as ugly, fat, and uncool as I thought they would be! I keed I keed! ::d+r::+1!
I’m sorry I wasn’t there. I would have gladly participated in kicking Jim’s ass.
Next time?
Oh, and gigi – you owe me a plateful of carrots.
Pictures! We want pictures!
No problem…I don’t see myself changing my mind about them between now and when next we meet.
No pictures unfortunately, but I can describe the event.
**Jim **was without a doubt the most peculiar looking hunchback I have ever known. And Auto has been eating too many of those Olestra-laced chips, so his anal leakage the whole night was quite disturbing. Robot Arm and **S&I **elected mousie as the referee in their match to find out who has smellier burps. And I, of course, have the physique of a Greek god.
Six of us, tremendously uncomfortable, all eating our clam chowder.
Meh. You get used to it after a while.
Let’s get down to the real question here: Was the waitress hot? Like smokin’ HAWT? Tell me about her menopause.
She was actually a bit on the old and leathery side. But she kept rubbing my back and touching me. She even gave me a back massage at some point in response to my feigning some insult. Now, those who were there will testify that I’m not Brad Pitt exactly, so it was all very inexplicable.
The waitress at the bar where we went after the restaurant was hot, though. I think **Auto ** was in love.
Perfect! That’s the way we like them.
I was there about a decade ago, and the crusty old waitress told someone in our party “Move your purse! I almost tripped and broke my ass!” She then proceeded to feel up a male member of our party.
Good times, good times. I heart Dottie.
I had a Lean Cuisine alone in my hotel room.
I went to Uno’s with the pickiest eater in the world.
Ha! I bet now you guys are sorry you didn’t come with us.
Uno’s, eek!
Maybe that was why she was picky.
bbs2k, thanks for not mentioning the hairlip and in the wise and treasured words of Marty Feldman, “What Hump?”
And I am not yet in Boston sad face here
shakes fist at horrible housing market
Yeah, and she kept on trying to take my shit! Every time she came by the table she would take some plate away, even if there was still food on it! I’m a nibbler, so this was very distressing. Luckily, everyone had extra corn-bread so I had my full, along with mooching fries of beebs and sharing Sophistry and Illusion’s mussels. Mmmmm. Yeah so back to that waitress, she also made fun of me for not drinking my LI iced tea fast enough, which was pretty funny.
I love anything with tits and booze
She was picky waaaaay before that. She’ll eat clams because they’re yummy, but she won’t eat a hamburger, because it’s ground up and weird.
So Auto, sounds like the waitress was just as fun as (if not as cute as) the waitress at the Sunset.
So instead of hanging with us, you chose to hang out with a weirdo who thinks eating frikkin’ *clams * is weirder than eating hamburger? You must have been trying to get laid.
Aside from her weirdo food weirdnesses, she’s pretty cool to hang out with.
The thing is, we’d been e-mailing each other back and forth for weeks, trying to find a night we were both free. Several times I said yes to a particular night, only to discover that it was not good for me after all, so I had to change it. Doing that one more time would have been way too much. At some point I had to put her first.