Check Out Ares, Ra, and P-Tyme’s side of the story.
This is roughly how I remember the 24 hours or so of Halloween
- Part tyme: plastic grapes….and a sheet
- Chef: its genius dude; Dionysus…the only problem I can foresee is that ill have to drink a lot more than I normally do to fit the role of a Godly drunkard
- Part tyme: A) that doesn’t sound like a problem to me, and B)….that doesn’t sound like a problem
- Ares (running into the room): WHO WANTS MARGARITAS?
-group cheers-
- Chef: margaritas… Dionysus could have drank those in ancient Greece. I just need a wine bottle
- Ares: the only rule…the only rule is you cant, no driving for 8 hours after!
- Part tyme: YA, BUT YOURE STILL WALKIKNING AROUND with a BOTTLE…..its not wine, but its margarita…THAT’S STILL BOOZE
- Chef: ya but its not, its not the wine! The cops will NEVER know!
- FoSho: Audrey Hepburn wouldn’t have to walk! WHY are we walking?!
- Ra: TAKE OFF YOUR DAMN HEELS AND STOP BITCHING
- Ares: its like 2 blocks
- Part Tyme: its been like 2 blocks for the last 5
- Chef: Fine, hold it. Hold the bottle, I gotta piss
- FoSho: what do you mean you fell?
- Chef: I ate shit when I was walking out of that dudes yard after peeing. My toga is all dirty, I need to wash it
- FoSho: you cant even tell
- Chef: where’s my bottle?
- Waitress: here’s your shot
- Chef: what the fuck is this?
- Waitress:…it’s the pomegranate martini Ares’ ordered, you were standing right next to him…
- Chef:…you…gimme that
- Waitress: ya, definitely our worst drink
- Ares: greek sex! get this taste out of my mouth!
- Waitress: is he alright?
- Ares: ya hes Dionysus, hes just in character
- Part Tyme: USE THE FANCY BATHROOM!
- Chef: I DON’T NEED NO FANCY BATHROOM. Where is it?
- Ra: CHEF! CHEF! COME TAKE SHOTS!
- Chef: IM SLEEPING!
- Ra: YOURE IN THE BATHROOM!
- Part Tyme: from a distance: hahahahahahaha!
- Woman: nice grapes, I like the hat
- Part Tyme: Touch them!
- Naughty nurse: I need to write you guys a prescription
- Part Tyme: but…im not sick
- Chef: it says to call the doctor…which is you…but there’s no number… Malpractice…
- Bartender: whats the matter, don’t you know how to take a shot?
- Chef: HAHAHAHAHA
- Ares: hold on, were goin to the Den, I gotta close out. Meet outside
- FoSho: hold on chef, Ares has to close
- Old man in the elevator: who are you?
- Chef: I cant remember. Isn’t it late for you to be up?
- Chef (outside): theyre not out here…they must have gone home.
- Random house party: Dionysus! Come drink!
- Chef: you got wine? Do you have wine?
- Random house party: no, but we have some vo…
- Chef: SHUT UP!
- Ra: You! There you are!
- Part Tyme: Dude, where the fuck did you go?
- Chef (outside): …
- Chef (walking inside): no one wake me up tomorrow
- Ares (outside): FUCK! He’s right fucking here!
- Ra: SEE?! Fucking FoSho
- Chef (outside…again…somehow): uh…right
- Part Tyme: where the fuck did you go dude?
- Chef (walking inside): you guys are drunk. No one wake me up early tomorrow
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