The KEYS to up-chucking
8 years...... 8 years. It took me 8 years to finally do it. No, I'm not talking about losing my virginity.... Because, well, look at me. No, I am talking about locking my keys in my truck.
After church Sunday, I went to KFC (which stands for Korean Film Council.... amazing chicken though). I took my bucket-o-hot wings to the U.C.M and with my truck parked outside. Apparently, I forgot that I turned the key backwards to I could listen to the radio. But for some reason I got out, locked the door, and proceeded. I guess I had chicken on the brain.
So I went inside and spent several hours watching football and general hanging out. It wasn't until around midnight that I decided to proceed home. Upon that decision, I searched for the keys so I could go home. Then there was that stop-the-heart moment where you realize that there is the possibility that the keys you searched so frantically for could be locked inside. So, I looked for a flashlight to see if I could find the keys in the ignition. No flashlight could be found. So I used a little southern ingenuity. I found a laser pointer. It worked. And my worst fears were realized. There they were.
Now what? I gotta call somebody to take me home. Pip came through. He took me home and back with anothe set of keys in my hand. Gotta give it to ya Pip. *clap clap clap.
And yes, it started. They battery wasn't ran down. Thank God.
And now back to the Korean Film Council. The last time I ate there was back in January or so. And it wasn't a good night. I had some back chicken. Right after I ate it I got that no so fresh feeling...... uh........ you know what I mean. On my way home that night I stopped in the middle of the highway, rolled down the window, and blew chunks. Oh yes, I blew chunks. Before that experience, the previous throwing up episode was probably a good 10 years. I hated to see my streak end in the middle of 32nd street. I got good distance though on the chucking... it had to have went a good 4 feet. I was proud. It was light in color and looked a lot like chunky queso dip. Sorry, that was gross.
Until next time, vaya con Dios.
After church Sunday, I went to KFC (which stands for Korean Film Council.... amazing chicken though). I took my bucket-o-hot wings to the U.C.M and with my truck parked outside. Apparently, I forgot that I turned the key backwards to I could listen to the radio. But for some reason I got out, locked the door, and proceeded. I guess I had chicken on the brain.
So I went inside and spent several hours watching football and general hanging out. It wasn't until around midnight that I decided to proceed home. Upon that decision, I searched for the keys so I could go home. Then there was that stop-the-heart moment where you realize that there is the possibility that the keys you searched so frantically for could be locked inside. So, I looked for a flashlight to see if I could find the keys in the ignition. No flashlight could be found. So I used a little southern ingenuity. I found a laser pointer. It worked. And my worst fears were realized. There they were.
Now what? I gotta call somebody to take me home. Pip came through. He took me home and back with anothe set of keys in my hand. Gotta give it to ya Pip. *clap clap clap.
And yes, it started. They battery wasn't ran down. Thank God.
And now back to the Korean Film Council. The last time I ate there was back in January or so. And it wasn't a good night. I had some back chicken. Right after I ate it I got that no so fresh feeling...... uh........ you know what I mean. On my way home that night I stopped in the middle of the highway, rolled down the window, and blew chunks. Oh yes, I blew chunks. Before that experience, the previous throwing up episode was probably a good 10 years. I hated to see my streak end in the middle of 32nd street. I got good distance though on the chucking... it had to have went a good 4 feet. I was proud. It was light in color and looked a lot like chunky queso dip. Sorry, that was gross.
Until next time, vaya con Dios.
6 Comments:
Thanks for the visual!! ;o)
By Anonymous, at Tue Nov 01, 02:14:00 AM 2005
Bad Chicken!!!! mess you up! Are you going to put a sign up in protest???
By the rocket, at Tue Nov 01, 09:10:00 AM 2005
Ed: Kent, you look a little stressed.
Kent: Oh, I'm stressed!
By Coach K, at Tue Nov 01, 04:43:00 PM 2005
You said it would be a mailman I know and you are a mailman I know!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By the rocket, at Tue Nov 01, 09:50:00 PM 2005
if only i was worthy to be in your club of little nick nacks...oh yeah, you have to quick...(snap snap) so quick....among other things..i know what you're thinkin'
By Bryan Laramore, at Wed Nov 02, 07:01:00 PM 2005
Never heard that before:)lol
Some keys you loose others you give away at the BEST time.
By Nichole, at Fri Jul 10, 05:30:00 PM 2009
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