R: Hey D-Wayne, can I get a rum and coke?
D: Sure. You want a tall glass or a short glass?
R: Tall. Your coke isn't flat is it?
D: No. No. I check 'em all to make sure now.
Enter Kevlar...K: You know what Brit Paul just told me?
R: No, what?
K: He got so drunk Friday night that he went home to the wrong apartment building.
R: That's pretty drunk.
K: Yeah. It was the one he lived in last year... hey what are you drinkin'?
R: Rum and coke.
K: MMM... I want one of those... Hey Dwayne! Can I have what he's having?
D: Sure. You want a tall glass or a short glass?
K: Tall.
R: Nice choice.
K: Well, I can't let you have all the fun... I'm a couple beers in... mmmm... that's good...
Next day...rye got up with a fuzzy brain after 2 tall kirins, 3 tall rum and cokes and countless inhalation... went to work for 8 AM... still fuzzy... and thirsty, damn thirsty, not hungry, well he did eat some granola and
shu bing, damn the
shu bing. Dammit when did rye become such a lightweight?
11 AM... enter Kevlar at school...
K: How much rum is in one of those?
R: A lot I think. At least half rum. I'm a little fuzzy today...
K: Yeah. I had a few and Dean bought me a beer and then I thought I'd have another so I did and then Brit Paul bought me a beer... by 9 I was just silly...
R: Some good though eh?
K: Oh yeah the nostalgia drinks you drinkin the nostalgia drinks I thought I had to have one, then more... yeah... some good...
R: I hit the hay early.
K: I was hung over before I went to bed. thank god Kaia slept through last night 'cause I was too sloppy to do anything like that...
R: I wonder how Red A's doing.
K: Whatever he's doin' I'm sure he's doin' it his way and I'm sure it's done by now!