A couple more bits of gold (by the way, I like this whole "everyone adds little pieces" thing):
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.
Also, we can't forget BDH and his array of emotions. After Bastard handles a potential confrontation with some jackass at the strip club gracefully, BDH demands that Bastard point the individual out so he can "have a word with him." Given the description, "I don't know dude, he had glasses," BDH charges into the club only to emerge 2 minutes later saying, "I took care of it." He later let's us know that he simply had a small talk with the gentleman...but, in telling the story of how it went, works himself up to the point where he wants to go have another conversation with the individual. It takes Beebs pulling BDH into his car to prevent the now-very-emotional BDH from charging into the Red Garter a 2nd time. BDH later recounted the situation at Steak & Shake, saying, "There was no emotion involved."
Again, with BDH, as he's talking with Beebs outside Steak & Shake after paying their bills, UB and I exit laughing hysterically (UB had just made the emo peyton/Dashboard/Cries himself to sleep comments). BDH questions why we're laughing, UB tells him that the waiter was talking shit about BDH. BDH charges into the store screaming obscenities. We can't hear what it said while he's in there, but, when he emerges, he's screaming something like about fucking a bull...or something like that. He then tells of how he approaches a large, weird looking bastard and two girls he was sitting with, saying something to one of the chicks about how he would fuck her. "The big guy looked at me like he wanted to fucking kill me, so I left."
ID was pretending to be a bull in the parking lot, ramming his head into anything that moved.
Christ, I'll post more as I recall.
Someone needs to post bits from the first night...I don't remember shit from it.
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