jabroni

PART 1: The journey begins...
I picked Chad up at 2, qued up the "Roadtrip" playlist on my iPod and we hit the road, directions in hand. Travelin' is much better with a good mix of tunes, so we had the likes of The Doors, ZZ Top, Thorogood, and Floyd rockin' us down the highway, with some country, Elvis and the occasional "Weird Al" polka mix thrown in for good measure.

PART 2: The Eagle has landed...
After almost blastin' past the turn for the rink, we pulled into the parkin' lot at 4:30. A quick text to Pinch, who replied that he had no time to eat with us, and we were off to find some grub. After drivin' down 130 for what seemed like forever(Its truly amazing the lack of quality restaurants around there. Us bumpkins can have BK and McDee's anytime. We wanted somethin' unique.) We pulled into a Friendly's, walked in and walked right back out. The name must be a stab at sarcasm. We ended up at a Pizza Hut "Italian Bistro"(Now that sounds fancy. Actually, its just a Pizza Hut with pasta.) The following conversation ensued:
Waitress: Can I get you something to drink?
Jabroni: Fine lady, we have traveled far. We are incredibly parched. Might we have 2 pints of ale to quench the burning that is our thirst?
Waitress: Oh, we don't have alcohol.
Chad: Of course you jest. Bring us our ales, you wench!
Waitress: I'm sorry, we don't serve alcohol. But you can bring your own.
Jabroni: I thought this was a Pizza Hut, not a NASCAR race. Oh well, make it 2 Pepsis.

PART 3: Let's get ready to RUMBLE!!!
After eatin', we made our way back to the rink. After exchanging pleasantries with
Pinch, we found some primo seats in the VIP section(Because, when Jabroni goes, he goes VIP.) The bout got underway...

PART 4: The After Party...
After the bout, we cruised up the highway to Ott's Grill for the After Party. We were assured there would be beer, so that was good enough for us. We hung out with, well, I'm not gonna do any name droppin'(Gadget, Pinch, XToonGrlx). Well, before we knew it, it was 11:30 and it was time to go. Afterall, we had to get back in PA before midnight or we'd turn into pumpkins. We said our goodbyes, and made the long trip home, vowing to come back as soon as possible(And next time we'll have a cooler on wheels full of Lagers to take into Pizza Hut.).