So last weekend, Juli, her pops Doug, Vaughn and I went up to Long Beach to have breakfast at Doug's best friends restaurant, "Schooner or Later". It's probably one of the best breakfast spots around and is definitely the most crowded... The good thing is, Denny (the owner) is always there, and we don't have to wait for a table, and he usually picks up the tab. Nice huh? So we get there and the wait is like an hour for a table, but we get one outside in the sun in about 5 minutes after chatting up the staff and finding Denny. The first thing he says to us is this joke: "What do you do when you're riding on the back of a horse and you look over and there's a giraffe running along side you, and there's a big ass tiger chasing you both down? Get the your drunk ass off the carousel ride!"
Later that afternoon it was almost 80 degrees and Juli wanted to go to Victoria's Secret to get some new girly stuff, so we went to Fashion Island and the babes took a ride around the carousel. Anyway, it was extra funny to me, 'cause I keep yelling at her to get her drunk ass off the carousel every time her and Vaughn went by me and I think all the snooty bitches at Fashion Island were looking at me like I was nuts. Which is not too far off...
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