Monday, July 18, 2011

Puking on the Queen - part 1

We attended a motorcycle show and fundraiser for Tazzy Fund, an organization who assists animal shelters and rescues. The event was held at the Queen Mary facility in Long Beach. The music and celebrities from the Sons of Anarchy hit TV series were on hand and the weather was great.

The event ended around 6PM - then things got interesting.

There were a few couples who had procured rooms for the night on the ship. That's where we headed following the days festivities. Drinks were flowing as was the "medicinal" marijuana edibles - more specifically the XXX Hash chocolate bars.

One of the women I will refer to as Jayme (I am changing the names for obvious reasons) who does not smoke, vaporize or use pot in any way decided to eat 1 square inch of one of the XXX bars. It is unclear whether she knew it was laced with THC or not.

About 20 minutes later we made our way up to a bar that overlooks the ocean, and ordered additional drinks and appetizers. For some reason we decided to move inside, but still had a nice view of the sea. Cocktails and appetizers were delivered and the party was in full swing.

Then the chocolate kicked in.

Jayme says she needs to use the bathroom NOW! Her boyfriend took her to the restroom where he waited outside for her. After about 5 minutes, another woman had gone in side the bathroom, and upon her exit the boyfriend asked her to check on his girlfriend. The woman went back in and when the door was opened laughter could be heard from outside the restroom.

Jayme finally came out and was ripped, high as a kite and laughing uncontrollably. Her boyfriend was able to get Jayme back to the table where the laughing continued. Jayme was eating wings and drinking iced tea.

Then the chocolate went into overdrive.

Jayme said she needed some air so her boyfriend escorted her outside the bar to the deck of the ship. Here is how it went once they both reached the railing:

Jayme is laughing at everything, clothes and outfits people are wearing. Boats in the harbor - you name it and she found it hilarious. The actual spot where Jayme went to was at the top of a set of stairs used by patrons to access the restaurant / bar.

Jayme has reverted to the mentality of a 7 year old, fascinated by the entire world.

Jayme: Can you see the birds? They are flying.

Boyfriend: That's what they do.

Jayme: I know, but they are flying really good.

Boyfriend: They sure are.

Jayme: (looking down) What is that.

Boyfriend: A steel roof over the lower deck.

Jayme: Why?

Boyfriend: Why what?

Jayme: Why do they need a roof on a boat?

Boyfriend: To keep the rain and sun off of the passengers.

Jayme: But we are passengers and we don't have a roof.

Boyfriend: That's true. We are on the upper deck.

Jayme: (laughing hysterically) You said "dick".

Boyfriend: No I said deck.

Jayme: (still laughing hysterically) I don't feel good.

Boyfriend: Do you need to lay down?

Jayme: No, I wanna throw up.

With that, and no warning Jayme tossed her cookies and wings. I'm not talking about typical puking - but power vomiting. Exorcist type shit. And every chunk hit the roof below with a loud thud, scaring the shit out of the folks below.

A few seconds into the puke fest, the boyfriend has positioned himself between Jayme and the top of the stairs to prevent her from potentially falling down. An elderly couple, dressed to the hilt began to climb the stairs just as Jayme began to blow puke over the side of the boat and immediately changed directions.

Who wants to patronize a restaurant where just outside a beautiful woman is power puking on a steel roof 50 feet below making a horrific sound - like raw meat hitting a garbage can lid at 60 miles per hour? All while the puker is laughing so hard she is having a tough time standing?

This is just the first part of the story - the rest to come tomorrow. It involves evil pillows and bad pizza.

1 comment:

  1. Oh my god! I seriously just spit my coffee out!!!! Hilarious! I am so bummed I drove home instead of staying!!! Dammit!

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