I had a million dollars but I spent it in montreal (sublime)
well we started the voyage at 9am leaving middleboro with a full tank of gas and a wallet filled to the brim. A quick stop at Mcdonalds for a sauge biscuit or two, and a quick stop and stop n shop for a toothbrush and we were good to go. The crew was fg3, norv007, smitty, Joey B, and myself.
So the voyage had been underway for no more then an hr and frank is navigating from shotgun as i start the trip in the drivers seat. So I ask frank the exit we're looking for and he tells me 37B so I take 37B and drive for roughly a half hour IN THE WRONG DIRECTION. Lets just say frank went from #3 on mapquest and skipped all the way down to #10. so that added and hour right off the bat, 30 min in the wrong direction, 30 min to get back. Good start fellas. So we drive a few more hours without any mistakes because the navigation duties had been turned over to Joey. everything is going great until the damn gameboy comes out. I mean christ all mighty, once again we get lost because Joey is to busy playin gameboy and not given directions. another half our tacked onto our time. Ill cut the driving short and tell ya that it took us 7 1/2 hrs to get there. The first time we went it took 5 1/2 go figure. So needless to say I just wanted to drink my face off, which we would soon do.
Oh wow I almost forgot, another reason for our late arrival. We're were 5 minutes from the border going roughly 100mph when i hear fg3 say to 007, yep ur gettin a ticket. 007 jacks on the brakes. out of the tall grass rolls 2 state troopers, one pulls our car over and the other pulls smitty over behind us. "How ya doin son, looks like your the high roller of the day" (showing us the radar gun with a big old 95mph across it)...could you please step out of the car and come with me. skip ahead 285 dollar ticket, smitty got a citation for 92 miles an hour 250 dollars or summin. so yeah temporary delay right there. Oh and how bout this! we get stopped at immigration to top that off! "have you guys been in any trouble with the law lately?" well...we just got pulled over going 95 about 5 miles back, lol. ridiculous.
So we run our stuff up to our room and head right to the liquor store. We purchased a bottle of grey goose vodka, some midori shit, some blue drinks ??, and a few black label 40's. What a pleasent way to start the trip. Couple shots of grey goose, some beer, and within an hr i was feeling pretty damn good, and i assume everyone else was feeling just as well.
So the nite started off at a strip club actually, the first one I had ever been too. I can understand why to infact. I mean I'll explain it the best I can. Bad music, cracked out girls, small breasts (believe it or not that majority had small boobs), and over priced drinks. I mean I'm glad I went I'm glad its out of my system, but 40 dollars minimum is a bit ridiculous. so after that we head to the world famous Peel Pub for the usual kick off dinner. Chicken Ceasar salad for 2.99 amazing. Let me just tell you the nite could not have a worse start. Just after I had finished eating my meal franks decides he needs to swing his arms in pure enjoyment and knock an entire glass of beer on my lap. I mean not a single drip hit the floor, every ounce on my lap. Pretty funnier conversation between me and fg3 on the way back to the hotel. "Frank I can't believe the kicked me out for pissin myself, I mean what kinda place does that"...."I know JP seriously, why do they care"...lol classic looks from people passin by.
The rest of nite one was a blur. I got cocked beyond repair and lost everysingle one of the people I went with. Including Max and his crew. I hopped from bar to bar by myself ordering drink after drink while lookin for my friends! I returned to the room at 3:30 and everyone was outcold. Looks like I was the hero of the nite.
Nite #2
We hit up the casino lost the usual 80 dollars, started drinkin at 12...alabama slamers, new favorite drink. recommend it to everyone. didnt stay there to long as we all found it tough to win a buck. Fast foward to about 6pm I am cocked out of my mind,but have yet to notice. 007 had bought some weed from some drug dealer on the st so we decided it was time to smoke. so 007 and I smoked a couple bowls, and then we all headed up to the hot tub. Let me tell you that was the biggest mistake I have ever made. As my blood thinned I felt myself becoming more and more fucked up, and by the time I got to the hotel room I couldn't even walk. I layed on the bed for an hr or so as everyone thought I was either gonna die or at least puke. After a short rest I sucked it up and made my way out to dinner with the crew. Still as fucked as ever but still not giving a fuck as always, lol. Peel pub again, a few coronas, a few games of fuseball (sp) and the weed had finally worn off. Im ready to get wild. The nite was the usual drink ur life away, but besides that nothing special really happened. me and joey got seperated from the crew again, and we just went club hoppin, drink drink drink.
On a side not while I was dyin in the hotel room, 007 and fg3 were at a stand off. threatining to attack each other with shaving cream and beer. after a half hour of negotiations 007 decided enough was enough and bashed fg3's arm which was holding the beer. the beer splashed all over his face and fg'3 started wilding out like the fuckin hulk. 007 new his time had come so in attempt to save himself swung and the 40 in fg3's hand in attempt to knock it away. He failed to do so and in the mean time broke his pinky finger in 3 places, lol. stupid immature drunkin americans. funniest moment of the trip probably.
Nite #3
we went to an expos game during the day. Pretty nice stadium believe it or not. 16,000 fans on this sunday afternoon. A lot for the expo's who avg roughly 5000 a game. 320z beers for 9 bucks also. Jesus those things will do a number on ya. 2 of those and by the time u left the stadium u were almost legless, lol. I got a free pedro bobble head doll from a raffle type deal and americans were offering me 60 bucks american, i refused money the money tho. Good souvenier. anyways on the way home we took 2 seperate cabs, our cab went the right way and the other groups went the wrong way. our cab fare was 14 bucks, theres...well...how bout 40. they refused to pay and paid the usual 15, but pretty amusing to say the least.
Sunday nite was pretty lame to say the least. Everything was dead except club vatican which is probably the best lookin club ive ever been too. pretty cheep beer too (4$). called it a nite pretty earlier and hopped the early flight home in the morning.
Can't wait for trip number 3. I think 4 is the perfect # to go with...so we'll shoot for that next time. no more then 5 regardless. need more money next time too. couldnt wild out like i wanted too. No one puked on the trip, so props to everyone.
cancun spring break 04?? holla atcha boy
So the voyage had been underway for no more then an hr and frank is navigating from shotgun as i start the trip in the drivers seat. So I ask frank the exit we're looking for and he tells me 37B so I take 37B and drive for roughly a half hour IN THE WRONG DIRECTION. Lets just say frank went from #3 on mapquest and skipped all the way down to #10. so that added and hour right off the bat, 30 min in the wrong direction, 30 min to get back. Good start fellas. So we drive a few more hours without any mistakes because the navigation duties had been turned over to Joey. everything is going great until the damn gameboy comes out. I mean christ all mighty, once again we get lost because Joey is to busy playin gameboy and not given directions. another half our tacked onto our time. Ill cut the driving short and tell ya that it took us 7 1/2 hrs to get there. The first time we went it took 5 1/2 go figure. So needless to say I just wanted to drink my face off, which we would soon do.
Oh wow I almost forgot, another reason for our late arrival. We're were 5 minutes from the border going roughly 100mph when i hear fg3 say to 007, yep ur gettin a ticket. 007 jacks on the brakes. out of the tall grass rolls 2 state troopers, one pulls our car over and the other pulls smitty over behind us. "How ya doin son, looks like your the high roller of the day" (showing us the radar gun with a big old 95mph across it)...could you please step out of the car and come with me. skip ahead 285 dollar ticket, smitty got a citation for 92 miles an hour 250 dollars or summin. so yeah temporary delay right there. Oh and how bout this! we get stopped at immigration to top that off! "have you guys been in any trouble with the law lately?" well...we just got pulled over going 95 about 5 miles back, lol. ridiculous.
So we run our stuff up to our room and head right to the liquor store. We purchased a bottle of grey goose vodka, some midori shit, some blue drinks ??, and a few black label 40's. What a pleasent way to start the trip. Couple shots of grey goose, some beer, and within an hr i was feeling pretty damn good, and i assume everyone else was feeling just as well.
So the nite started off at a strip club actually, the first one I had ever been too. I can understand why to infact. I mean I'll explain it the best I can. Bad music, cracked out girls, small breasts (believe it or not that majority had small boobs), and over priced drinks. I mean I'm glad I went I'm glad its out of my system, but 40 dollars minimum is a bit ridiculous. so after that we head to the world famous Peel Pub for the usual kick off dinner. Chicken Ceasar salad for 2.99 amazing. Let me just tell you the nite could not have a worse start. Just after I had finished eating my meal franks decides he needs to swing his arms in pure enjoyment and knock an entire glass of beer on my lap. I mean not a single drip hit the floor, every ounce on my lap. Pretty funnier conversation between me and fg3 on the way back to the hotel. "Frank I can't believe the kicked me out for pissin myself, I mean what kinda place does that"...."I know JP seriously, why do they care"...lol classic looks from people passin by.
The rest of nite one was a blur. I got cocked beyond repair and lost everysingle one of the people I went with. Including Max and his crew. I hopped from bar to bar by myself ordering drink after drink while lookin for my friends! I returned to the room at 3:30 and everyone was outcold. Looks like I was the hero of the nite.
Nite #2
We hit up the casino lost the usual 80 dollars, started drinkin at 12...alabama slamers, new favorite drink. recommend it to everyone. didnt stay there to long as we all found it tough to win a buck. Fast foward to about 6pm I am cocked out of my mind,but have yet to notice. 007 had bought some weed from some drug dealer on the st so we decided it was time to smoke. so 007 and I smoked a couple bowls, and then we all headed up to the hot tub. Let me tell you that was the biggest mistake I have ever made. As my blood thinned I felt myself becoming more and more fucked up, and by the time I got to the hotel room I couldn't even walk. I layed on the bed for an hr or so as everyone thought I was either gonna die or at least puke. After a short rest I sucked it up and made my way out to dinner with the crew. Still as fucked as ever but still not giving a fuck as always, lol. Peel pub again, a few coronas, a few games of fuseball (sp) and the weed had finally worn off. Im ready to get wild. The nite was the usual drink ur life away, but besides that nothing special really happened. me and joey got seperated from the crew again, and we just went club hoppin, drink drink drink.
On a side not while I was dyin in the hotel room, 007 and fg3 were at a stand off. threatining to attack each other with shaving cream and beer. after a half hour of negotiations 007 decided enough was enough and bashed fg3's arm which was holding the beer. the beer splashed all over his face and fg'3 started wilding out like the fuckin hulk. 007 new his time had come so in attempt to save himself swung and the 40 in fg3's hand in attempt to knock it away. He failed to do so and in the mean time broke his pinky finger in 3 places, lol. stupid immature drunkin americans. funniest moment of the trip probably.
Nite #3
we went to an expos game during the day. Pretty nice stadium believe it or not. 16,000 fans on this sunday afternoon. A lot for the expo's who avg roughly 5000 a game. 320z beers for 9 bucks also. Jesus those things will do a number on ya. 2 of those and by the time u left the stadium u were almost legless, lol. I got a free pedro bobble head doll from a raffle type deal and americans were offering me 60 bucks american, i refused money the money tho. Good souvenier. anyways on the way home we took 2 seperate cabs, our cab went the right way and the other groups went the wrong way. our cab fare was 14 bucks, theres...well...how bout 40. they refused to pay and paid the usual 15, but pretty amusing to say the least.
Sunday nite was pretty lame to say the least. Everything was dead except club vatican which is probably the best lookin club ive ever been too. pretty cheep beer too (4$). called it a nite pretty earlier and hopped the early flight home in the morning.
Can't wait for trip number 3. I think 4 is the perfect # to go with...so we'll shoot for that next time. no more then 5 regardless. need more money next time too. couldnt wild out like i wanted too. No one puked on the trip, so props to everyone.
cancun spring break 04?? holla atcha boy