Wow, I got a lot of hits yesterday. Maybe I should post links within notes on Facebook more often.
Anyway, here’s one of the “lost” stories I was going to link to in my 25 Things post…
I’m generally a horrible liar. I tend to have a hard time control my facial expressions (that research was the basis for a new show that’s pretty good), which always give me away.
However, when I was on a home stay in Japan, my host’s class played a game where we were split into teams and a person from each team had to eat one of three identical looking pieces of sushi/onigiri. The filling of two of them would be normal, but the filling on the final one would be a big chunk of something “special” like natto or wasabi. Turns out I was pretty good at that for some reason, and my team won the game.
Flash forward to the “Summer of Toy.” It was summer break after Toy class had crossed, and Joe M, Eddie C, and I were drinking every night. The game plan was basically that we would alternate nights between Joe M’s place and ours, and call up everyone we could think of each night. Since we were drinking every night, we couldn’t afford new alcohol every night, so every so often, we would have a “Scraps Night” where we just trying to finish all the remnant handles we had lying around.
One Scraps Night, it was towards the end of the night, and we had killed everything we had left playing 7 – 11-Double. (That game nights the alcohol go fast!) We had absolutely nothing left except for Bacardi 151. No one, of course, wanted to do (potentially back-to-back on end) shots of 151, so we looked around for mixers. Unfortunately, we were basically out of all non-alcoholic drinks, too. Joe M sacrificed some of his workout Gatorade for the cause.
I forgot who was rolling, but I got picked to drink the mix of 151 and orange Gatorade. It was, of course, not the greatest feeling in the world. Everyone in the room was watching, and I would like to think that I kept a straight face. I want to think that I had everyone fooled. Until someone asked how it tasted. I tried to say, “It’s great,” but my voice cracked.
… then everyone knew. Except maybe Clayton L. He wanted to go next.
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Hahaha worst combination ever!
Man, mastering my facial expression is something that i’ve had to work on especially since entering the working world hehe. ‘How many convictions for assault did you say you had? *smile*’
“How many” ? Shouldn’t the question just be, “So why do you think you can be trusted with kids after any felonies?”
Yeah, it was hard for me to hide my disgust when I had to serve a temporary restraining order on a child molester… But in my head I said “you got served!”