Tarek, Kristin, Chris :: Rock Bottom Brewery, River North, Chicago
Larry :: Rock Bottom Brewery, River North, Chicago
Larry :: Rock Bottom Brewery, River North, Chicago
Sharpe :: Rock Bottom Brewery, River North, Chicago
Kristin, Chris :: Rock Bottom Brewery, River North, Chicago
After the Sox game we decided to go out for drinks. We went back up to River North because Chris, Larry & Tarek had hotel rooms near there. At Mother Hubbards they checked everyone’s ID and Chris didn’t have his. Even though he’s well over 21 they wouldn’t let him stay.. not even when he said he’d drink plain coke. Such bullshit.
Sharpe, by far the youngest in the group (the next youngest is me and I’m almost 8 years older than him) made some mention about the fact that he’s never had a hangover.. which to all of us old-timers sounded like a challenge. We headed over to Rock Bottom because we knew we wouldn’t get carded there and started out with Irish Car Bombs*. Sharpe said he didn’t want one, but we were forcing him to drink whatever we gave him.
We decided Sharpe needed a nickname because his first name is Chris so there were 2 Chrises. I’ve called him Sharpe in these posts just to make it less confusing. This is how he got his nickname:
Sharpe: Call me Sharpey
Me: Ew
Sharpe: Some of my friends call me Sharpe-dawg, call me that.
Me: areyoufuckingkiddingme?
Larry: Let’s call him cornfed, he just moved here from Louisville.
Me: Look at him, that’s NOT cornfed!
Sharpe: I’m from Southern Indiana, there’s not corn there.
Larry: Ew, there’s NOTHING in Southern Indiana!
Sharpe: HUH? There’s muffins in Southern Indiana?
Larry: You just got your nickname, Muffin
Everyone: Muffin!!!! AHHAHHHHHAhHAHHA.
Me: Hey, Muff-Dawg!
Everyone: [calls him muffin and every derivative they can think of]
Re: the last series of thumbnails – I went to use the restroom and SOMEONE … coughMUFFINcough.. hijacked my camera and went nuts! Also, can you believe Larry sang karaoke?
* The first Irish Car Bomb I’ve ever finished!
