Nubblies Gathering August 2k7

[tonguegina]

Originally Posted by Orgazmo

The ripping apart of our waiter at Steak & Shake was pretty solid. There's this little emo kid with a lip ring. Ugly called him out on being a fag many times for the lip ring, asked him multiple times if he beat off into the food (he claims he's never beaten off into a dish...and only fucks with food that goes to cops), and called him a little "emo peyton manning looking fucker" (or something like that) that probably listens to dashboard and cries himself to sleep every night. This was all to his face, of course.

UB then gives him a 100% tip, meaning his Frisco Melt, cheese fries, and a shake ran him over $20.

An account of the first night (from 1:00 on) from the only sober person: I did not arrive in Indy until a little after 1am, as I had not gotten off work until 11. I walk into the bar and everyone is completely sloppy, shit-faced drunk. I immediately receive a long line of drunken hugs from UB, f3lix, 'gaz, and 'gaz's roommate. I also meet Beebs, who while I'm told has drank as much as anyone, appears to be completely sober. While getting to know Beebs, some jackass begins headbutting my hip. After the fifth or sixth time, this person was introduced to me as ID. As I fought off his homosexual advances, I decided that I was not a big fan of ID (although this would obviously change when we began playing foosball the next day). Anyway, it was around this time that UB decided that he wanted to karaoke whatever song is his ringtone (I can't recall at the moment, but it would have been fucking hilarious). He goes up to the karaoke man and says, "Hey, can I sing this song?" It was the end of the night, only two more people sang after this happened, and he said that he was not going to let anyone else sing. UB pulls out $40 and says, "Please, let me sing this song." The gentleman refuses again. UB becomes irate, and that is all that we hear about from him for the rest of the night, and he tries to light a broken cigarette. We hear the bartender say last call, and everyone gets one more drink. We leave the bar, and I offer to drive everyone back to the apartment. It was three minutes away, I'd only had two drinks over the hour that I was there, and I had to take my car anyway. ID, Beebs, and UB get in, but for whatever reason 'gaz and f3lix decide to walk. We get back to the apartment and the six of us are standing in the living room. 'gaz goes to turn off the light in the kitchen while we once again listen to how the DJ would not let UB sing his song. I eventually realize that while the light in the kitchen was off, 'gaz never came back out. I went to investigate and f3lix went upstairs. I found 'gaz laying on the kitchen floor holding the yellow pages, passed out. I help him up and we head upstairs. While passing through the living room, I see that in the short time that I was in the kitchen, Beebs had left and UB and ID had fallen asleep on separate couches. I take 'gaz upstairs and as soon as we enter his bedroom, he is pissed to find f3lix passed out on his bed. We wake him up and after a short argument, they decide to share the bed. I was going to sleep on the couch in 'gaz's room, so I went to his closet to find a blanket. As I came out, I saw 'gaz army crawling towards the bathroom. I grab the trashcan from the bathroom and hold it under his mouth while he does the general pre-vomit spit thing and crawls toward the toilet. He gets there just in time and spews...a lot, half-breaking the seat off of the toilet as he makes a move like a baseball player sliding into home in the 12th inning...going through the catcher if necessary, as long as he touches the plate, or in this case, doesn't vomit all over the floor. After about ten minutes of puking, I went to check on f3lix. I find him with his hand cupped over his mouth, heaving. I direct him to the bathroom and yell "Gaz is puking in the toilet! Use the sink!" For the next fifteen minutes, there is vomiting in stereo. You'd think it was their first time drinking. There was so much. Eventually, things cool down. 'gaz goes to bed, and I leave the trashcan by his head. f3lix decides to go downstairs and get a drink of water. I follow so he doesn't kill himself on the stairs. He guzzles a glass of water and not three minutes later throws up into the kitchen sink...almost as much as he vomited upstairs. It was actually pretty amazing. I help him back upstairs, and he gets back in bed with 'gaz. I go to the couch and lay down. As I am beginning to fall asleep, I hear the quick, heavy footsteps of f3lix as he rushes to the bathroom to again throw up. As he emerges from the doorway, he says he's okay, gets back in bed with 'gaz, and we all fall asleep. Then...

6:00 - f3lix's alarm on his cell phone awakens us all. He has to take the car home (on less than three hours of drunken pass out sleep) so his dad could use it.

7:30 - I wake up to the sound of the toilet flushing. I see Orgazmo come out of the bathroom and lay down on the floor in front of the sofa that I am sleeping on.

9:30 - 'gaz wakes up, wonders aloud why he is sleeping on the floor, and gets back in his own bed.

Orgazmo threw up a number of times the next day, and upon waking found a weird scrape on his hand. I suggest that it was when he broke the toilet, but we later decide that he may have fallen on his walk back from the bar. I was not there to comment on whether or not that happened.

[Ugly Bastard]

Holy shit that started to get really hilarious at the part where you found f3lix cupping his hands over his mouth and vomiting.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

i slept from 3pm yesterday to 8 this morning

[Orgazmo]

I slept until 3:30 yesterday and had no problem falling back asleep around 1 last night. Getting up was still very difficult.

[f3lix]

I sat down to make a long post and realized that I forgot most of the first night. I do recall...

Predrinking 4 beers before going out with Gaz, his roommate, UB, UB's parents, and UB's sister and friend. I proceeded to order a sake-bomber (which was only $6) and don't know what happened from that point till we got to the bar. At the bar, I recall drinking 3 beers and 4 shots. Several of us started buying rounds. Vodka (ID) jaegerbomb (Gaz) Jose (me) bourbon (maybe)(Beebs). After all that we were told the bar was closing (what?!?!) and I finished another beer from one of several pitchers that UB bought. At this point Gaz and I start walking back and Gaz says to wait for Tongue. Eventually we decided to leave as there was no sight of him. I don't recall Gaz falling, but it wouldn't surprise me if I missed it. I recall getting up to puke a few times (first time in a long time) and pass out again in Gaz's bed. My alarm goes off at 6 am and I can't find it. I'm looking and looking and can't find it. I remove my hand from Gaz's thigh and eventually I discover my phone lying on the floor. I pick it up and go downstairs to get my shoes. I can't find those either and decide to just drive home barefoot. I lasted about 5 minutes in my home before falling back asleep till noon the next day.

During the draft, I was quite disappointed in the lack of shit-talking. I figured it'd mostly come from UB, but he was predisposed by his Fantasy football magazine and his next pick instead of bashing the picks going on. Only after it was finished did a mild dose of shit fly, but it was mostly without substance. I was quite let down.

After some more delayed partying, Beebs beat the shit out of me in Fight Night 3. That was the only game I played against him, but his post indicates that "nobody can beat (him) at PS2" which is quite odd considering the lack of games played. UB, in standard form, decides that when he's ready to go, it's time to go. He turns off the PS2 while it's being played by two others and declares we're going to Broad Ripple. After 7 of us pile into two cars we meet up with Meeg and several of her friends. We lasted about 45 minutes (tops) and went to the strip club. I have no new tales from there nor do I care to share my side of the Steak n Shake episode. Beebs and I part from the others for the night at 5 am.

A final note: I was reminded of the difference between collegiates and those of us removed from college when some of the collegiate crew were stunned by the $300 tab that UB ran up during the night. It wasn't out of the ordinary for me, nor UB to drop that kind of money in an evening, but I had forgot what kind of an impression that made on others who are still in college. I remember that when I was in college, a $300 night would have stunned me. One year removed, that is no longer the case. That was something that I took from the evening and was great to gain that insight as I'll be heading back to do Masters this Fall and will be engaging with collegiates full time.

[Ugly Bastard]

I can't believe I spent $300 in a strip club and didn't even get jacked off. At the very least, BDH coulda done it when we got home for all the lap dances and stage dances I bought him.

Another funny part of the night:

Me, tongue, Orgazmo, and BDH leave Broad Ripple area together to head to strip club. ID, Beebs, and f3lix are still back at the bar, but they know to meet us at the club. On the way to the car, BDH just decides he's going to go back to the bar to find the other guys. Mind you, BDH has been pushing like hell to go to the strip club since 4:00 that afternoon, and now he's putting himself in a position to risk getting seperated from the group and never getting a ride to the strip club.

With all of that in mind, Orgazmo brings out the voice of reason and starts trying to coax BDH into just staying with us and that we'll meet the other guys at the club. BDH cannot be reasoned with. The kid was insisting that he wanted to go back to meet up with the others and that if he got seperated he "knows people around here who can help him." After enough failed attempts at getting him to stay with us, I tell Orgazmo, "fuck it, the kid wants to go back, let him go back." So we giggle and watch BDH depart back towards the bar like the crazy drunken jackass that he is.

Another funny part of the whole Saturday affair was BDH's endless hostility towards making sure everyone knows he's a huge alcoholic. He strawman'd me like 8 times. I'd say something like "God I can't believe I'm drinking at 8:30 already after being so hammered last night," then he'd fire back "DUDE!! I guarantee you I can drink you under the table. We'll start right now. I've had 9 beers, you've had 1, let's do shots!" I kept saying, "BDH, why are you being so hostile with me? I know you can drink me under the table, you're an alcoholic." Then he'd fire back, "DUDE! Don't even challenge me! My whole family is alcholics I swear I drink more than you, I guarantee it!!" All the while I'm like "BDH, I agree with everything you've said so far." Sure enough, he'd fire back, "DUDE! Let's have a chugging contest, I'll fucking prove it to you right now!"

[Ugly Bastard]

Oh, another thing, apparently ID can get beer to defy gravity. After challenging him to a one-beer chug off, (with BDH as our moderator), we tip the cans in the air and the show is on. I'm letting the beer flow into my mouth virtually uninhibited. They were wide-mouth Coors' Lights, and I swear I was just pouring it down my throat as fast as I knew how. About halfway through my beer, BDH just starts shouting, "Dude, Ugly, ID is fucking killing you, he's killing you, you gotta hurry!!!" At that point I assume he's fucking with me and that he's trying to get me to vomit from drinking it too fast, but I continue to let the thing flow into my mouth while swallowing as fast as possible. Sure enough, 3/4ths of the way through my beer, I hear a clank as ID slams his empty can onto the counter and is just looking at me, smiling, after I clank a few seconds later with, what I thought anyway, was a pretty good damn impressive chug on my part.

[Cocktooth]

haha That is so BDH!!!! Ohh that guy!!!

[Ugly Bastard]

Another BDHism:

Saturday while we're pregaming at the apartment, BDH suggests that tonguegina drives us to Broad Ripple since he has an SUV and wasn't going to be drinking much. tonguegina, stubborn as ever, says "no, because I drove last night" (which was about 30 feet and only on the way home since he met us at the bar we all walked to). BDH is relentless though. He insists that tonguegina drives us. All the while tonguegina just sits there fuming and pissed 'cause he's a whiney bitch like that.

About a half hour later BDH and I are alone in the kitchen. He proclaims to me, "okay, Beebs said he would drive, and since we need two vehicles, tonguegina's going to drive the other one." I replied, "I thought tonguegina didn't want to drive." BDH "yea, well, he doesn't, but I'm going to make sure that fucker does."

Sure enough, somehow, we're all piling into tonguegina's SUV two hours later.

And btw, if I didn't say it enough, thanks tonguegina for driving.

[Beebs]

Shit, how did I forget this gem:

So the minute I show up friday night, circa 11pm, UB informs me that his original plan was to give me the dead fish style brush off handshake, then get in face and try and get me to fight him. All as a big joke that he has been scheming for a few hours, just to see what I would have done.

[f3lix]

I could hardly imagine you taking him seriously. Then again, you throw red bull cans at cars passing by.

[Mr. Blonde]

Damn, i'm really starting to wish I could have made it home. Sounds like you guys had a fucking blast, I would have loved to have been there.

I seriously am still down for a Phoenix or Vegas get-together this fall, or both, seeing as how they're only 4 hours apart.

F3lix, when are you headed back to BSU? Is it going to be just UB, Me, and Repug on the West side of the country? Who cares anyways though, it's fucking Vegas.

[Cocktooth]

When are you guys heading out to Vegas?? Ill be there in mid october

[tonguegina]

To clarify, the reason that I did not want to drive Saturday night was that I wanted to get drunk. I only had two drinks the night before due to time and the fact that I had to drive (with or without you guys, no matter how far) to 'gaz's place, and haven't drank in months. I eventually agreed to drive for two reasons: 1) I was not getting in a car with BDH, who was on his 10th beer and 2) Orgazmo was still not feeling well from the night before. He informed me that if I wanted to drink, he could drive if necessary...but since we only stayed at the bar for like 20 minutes and the drinks at the strip club tasted like paint thinner, I did not drink all that much. I wasn't being a whiney bitch, I just wanted to get trashed.

[THEINCREDIBLEdork]

ill write my little mammories tomorrow night

[Mr. Blonde]

Originally Posted by Shaw

When are you guys heading out to Vegas?? Ill be there in mid october

There you have it. Tentative plans for Vegas in October?

[Ugly Bastard]

Shaw,

I'll be there in mid October too. Weekend of the 13th.

[Mr. Blonde]

Well holy ballsack. Consider me there.

[Mr. Blonde]

Repug, you in, you bitch?

[Cocktooth]

My ass will be flying in at October 14th. I will have a female companion along, but that doesn't stop me from consuming massive amounts of alchool, and losing money at the poker table.

[Repugnant Abomination]

Tonguegina's account of the night was hysterical. Sounds like you guys were retarded drunk. The descriptions of Gaz and F3lix having a puking contest was great.

Oh how I wish I could have been there.

UB and BDH sound crazy.

[Mr. Blonde]

way to answer the question.

[Repugnant Abomination]

I have school in October.

[Mr. Blonde]

Weekend school?

[f3lix]

Blonde,

I'm doing grad work at UNLV. Believe me, I'll never set foot in a Ball State classroom again. I'm here (Vegas) for a couple of years and specifially will be here the weekend of the 13th/14th. I like Nubblies gatherings. If you'd like, I can get Treasure Island poker room to host a game or tournament for us (if there's enough interest.) Just let me know.