DeckerEnt
03-03-2007, 02:43 AM
I left my house tonight at around 9:00 to come down to my shop and work on the Pile. A little while later, Kevin showed up and we proceeded to swap out the rear shocks for the ones I got from Brian. I had a 12 of Keystone in the fridge and Kev brought a few after going to alexandria for a few.
Air shocks suck but we got them off in one piece and if anybody wants them you can have them for a case of Keystone.
So me and Kevin are bullshitting about everything and while I am putting the rear tires back on the pile, Kevin is silent for a minute. He is barfing out the door of my shop. I couldn't believe it till I saw the vomit stuck in his beard and he proceeded to turn on the water hose and rinse off the vomit from my entry door to the shop. It was funny as hell.
I was keeping up with him beer for beer. There is 2 left in the fridge now.
We have been meeting at my shop for years and drinking ourselvs into a drunken stuper for so long that this made me wonder what's wrong with Kevin. I know the list is long but to have him get sick, it is just not usual.
Usually it is me who passes out on his couch.
Well, after Kevin left, I still had to pull the pile out of the shop and park it in the back. And pull the work truck in so I raised the shop door and pulled the pile out and then had an idea. I drove it up the street a few houses and turned around. I then did a good long burn out in 2nd gear and just as the tires hooked, I saw the hood flip up onto the windshield. Then the top of the hood left and the frame of the hood fell back down on the car. I had to laugh cause I had consumed about 8 Keystones at this point.
I parked the Pile and went across the street to gather what was left of my hood. I layed it on the car and figured I would fiberglass the top on next time I was at the shop drinking with Kevin. I love Friday nights...
Keith
Air shocks suck but we got them off in one piece and if anybody wants them you can have them for a case of Keystone.
So me and Kevin are bullshitting about everything and while I am putting the rear tires back on the pile, Kevin is silent for a minute. He is barfing out the door of my shop. I couldn't believe it till I saw the vomit stuck in his beard and he proceeded to turn on the water hose and rinse off the vomit from my entry door to the shop. It was funny as hell.
I was keeping up with him beer for beer. There is 2 left in the fridge now.
We have been meeting at my shop for years and drinking ourselvs into a drunken stuper for so long that this made me wonder what's wrong with Kevin. I know the list is long but to have him get sick, it is just not usual.
Usually it is me who passes out on his couch.
Well, after Kevin left, I still had to pull the pile out of the shop and park it in the back. And pull the work truck in so I raised the shop door and pulled the pile out and then had an idea. I drove it up the street a few houses and turned around. I then did a good long burn out in 2nd gear and just as the tires hooked, I saw the hood flip up onto the windshield. Then the top of the hood left and the frame of the hood fell back down on the car. I had to laugh cause I had consumed about 8 Keystones at this point.
I parked the Pile and went across the street to gather what was left of my hood. I layed it on the car and figured I would fiberglass the top on next time I was at the shop drinking with Kevin. I love Friday nights...
Keith