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Straight story:
About 5 years ago, I was selling new Lexus over the internet. Consequently, I had to deliver cars all over creation. I had taken our porter, Shaun, along to drive a chase car to Lafayette.
On our return trip back to the Fort, I promised him dinner since I was going to be getting him home later than usual. Needless to say, what transpired in the next hour was forever life changing:
Shaun, at a ripe age of 28, had never had a White Castle, hell, I don't think he'd ever been that far from home come to think of it. Anyway, we roll up to the WC on the east side of Lafayette, just past I65. While standing in line, Shaun notices the man in front of us walk away from the counter with a plate of the smelly bastards. He said "you better get me at least 10, since they are so small. Oh, and whatever the sack of fries are, I want that too."
Ok, that is a shitload of food for anyone, much less that fact that these are WC sliders. Few minutes later we are headed east into the desolate area between Lafayette and Fairmount. Shaun is tearing into the "10 sack" like there is no tomorrow and the fries are all but gone. After he is finished eating ALL the food, he sets the recliner back on my NEW GS300 demo's front seat and rubs his now larger gut.
The usually talkative Shaun is stone cold quiet with a bad case of tunnel vision about 20 minutes later. I said "hey man, are you feeling the belly bombers yet?"
He replied "Uhh, man, I think I'm gonna be sick"
I said "Not in a new freaking Lexus you're not!!"
I'll never forget the look on his face. Leaned over and said, "Wrong end".
Ok, that is a major problem, we are in the middle of nowhere, cornfields Indiana!!
He said, "Just pull over and I'll go anywhere, I don't care, Just pull over man."
I just put the hammer down and blazed up the two-lane as fast as humanly possible. Shaun was ready to beach the impending sub sinker streetside when an old, abandoned gas station appeared over this hill. I fly into the rock lot, plowing down weeds and saplings as Shaun throws the door open before the car is even stopped.
He says, "I'm going behind the building, pop the trunk and I'll use the rags we brought." I said, "Okay man, I'll wait here"
About two minutes later, this old stake bed truck pulls up alongside me, I saw him coming and opened up the map like I was lost.
This old fart falls out of the truck exclaiming "Hey, you need to get outta here, I own this and don't want any trespassers!" I replied, "Ok, I just need to figure out where I'm going and I'll leave." Just then Shaun appears running from behind the building yelling something about how it was the nastiest shit he had ever taken before he noticed the huge truck. I couldn't look at the man, I just put the car in drive and waited what seemed like an eternity for Shaun to get to the still open door. After he sat down, I looked up and the man was laughing quite hard, he said "Ya know, you could have just said your friend was taking a dump in the poison oak back there."
I have not had a WC since then. But for the sake of not hi-jacking this thread, I only ate two that night!
About 5 years ago, I was selling new Lexus over the internet. Consequently, I had to deliver cars all over creation. I had taken our porter, Shaun, along to drive a chase car to Lafayette.
On our return trip back to the Fort, I promised him dinner since I was going to be getting him home later than usual. Needless to say, what transpired in the next hour was forever life changing:
Shaun, at a ripe age of 28, had never had a White Castle, hell, I don't think he'd ever been that far from home come to think of it. Anyway, we roll up to the WC on the east side of Lafayette, just past I65. While standing in line, Shaun notices the man in front of us walk away from the counter with a plate of the smelly bastards. He said "you better get me at least 10, since they are so small. Oh, and whatever the sack of fries are, I want that too."
Ok, that is a shitload of food for anyone, much less that fact that these are WC sliders. Few minutes later we are headed east into the desolate area between Lafayette and Fairmount. Shaun is tearing into the "10 sack" like there is no tomorrow and the fries are all but gone. After he is finished eating ALL the food, he sets the recliner back on my NEW GS300 demo's front seat and rubs his now larger gut.
The usually talkative Shaun is stone cold quiet with a bad case of tunnel vision about 20 minutes later. I said "hey man, are you feeling the belly bombers yet?"
He replied "Uhh, man, I think I'm gonna be sick"
I said "Not in a new freaking Lexus you're not!!"
I'll never forget the look on his face. Leaned over and said, "Wrong end".
Ok, that is a major problem, we are in the middle of nowhere, cornfields Indiana!!
He said, "Just pull over and I'll go anywhere, I don't care, Just pull over man."
I just put the hammer down and blazed up the two-lane as fast as humanly possible. Shaun was ready to beach the impending sub sinker streetside when an old, abandoned gas station appeared over this hill. I fly into the rock lot, plowing down weeds and saplings as Shaun throws the door open before the car is even stopped.
He says, "I'm going behind the building, pop the trunk and I'll use the rags we brought." I said, "Okay man, I'll wait here"
About two minutes later, this old stake bed truck pulls up alongside me, I saw him coming and opened up the map like I was lost.
This old fart falls out of the truck exclaiming "Hey, you need to get outta here, I own this and don't want any trespassers!" I replied, "Ok, I just need to figure out where I'm going and I'll leave." Just then Shaun appears running from behind the building yelling something about how it was the nastiest shit he had ever taken before he noticed the huge truck. I couldn't look at the man, I just put the car in drive and waited what seemed like an eternity for Shaun to get to the still open door. After he sat down, I looked up and the man was laughing quite hard, he said "Ya know, you could have just said your friend was taking a dump in the poison oak back there."
I have not had a WC since then. But for the sake of not hi-jacking this thread, I only ate two that night!
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From: North fort myers
Originally Posted by darknight9,Nov 17 2005, 01:53 PM
After he sat down, I looked up and the man was laughing quite hard, he said "Ya know, you could have just said your friend was taking a dump in the poison oak back there."
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