Reckoning Awaits: NYC 2007.

IJAG:
"If they were playing the Mariners, I could have Jeter's ass and Ichiro stretching ... YUM!"

 

Don't worry. Drunk dials shall commence about 5 p.m. tomorrow.

 

IJAG and MM also began to learn of the wonders of the NYC subway system:

IJAG: "The first elevator we got in in Penn Sation smelled like piss"

 

Ah, guess the country bumpkins don't like the big city life?

 

It's too bad none of youse muddah fuckahs are comin' out to where I roll. My stop smells like piss and it's 105 degrees in dere every day. [/Charlie from Queens]

 

The kids made it from Penn Station to their hotel in Brooklyn all by themselves...with only one phone call asking me which subway to take.
"Do we want the uptown or downtown A train?"

They also apparently made it back to Brooklyn from the Bronx after I hopped off the train in midtown Manhattan for a bus back to jersey.

 

Uptown A would have taken them the Bronx, Inwood area.

 

I'll admit, I'm impressed. They could have ended up taking the A all the way to Howard Beach, home of Aqueduct Race Track!

 

Okay, after showcasing my knowledge of the A Train, I'd like to make a general statement.

The last time there was an outing in NYC, Jones molested me after viewing my Winnipeg Jets t-shirt. Yes, I am that much of a hockey geek. I would kindly ask the SJ women folk, should they find pity in their lovely hearts for a hockey geek such as I, to molest me tomorrow.

That is all.

 

IJAG...i certainly hope I meet a good looking gal around Wilmington, Delaware tomorrow. Figuring I live right around there. You lucky dog. Time for 3 hours of sleep before I hop my train to NYC. Get ready for the SJ Extravaganza!

 

This is when I become bitter that I don't know anyone in the East. I got drunk dials from Vegas, but alas I will not get any from NY. So be it. Go Yankees and fuckabuncha Mets and Red Sox.

 

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