I'll cut right to the chase - the crawl started at noon, and at some point our group split up, leaving one of my BFF's Dorothy and I in two different areas. Drinking continued. At 3:56pm the text messages from Dorothy started rolling into my phone:
3:56pm - Drunk
4:05pm - Now at shap
4:10pm - We are a ricp drunk as all get our come here and eat me
4:11pm - Come here
4:19pm - We as
4:23pm - Come here bitch
4:25pm - Fame herd
4:27pm - We have getg them aka. Ho
4:47pm - Yes i co and gre herd
4:51pm - Come herd bitch as i on 4givepe rippe
4:51pm - Come to pics
5:16pm - I getta go NOW she will come accu and get you are ready call her
Hahaha! Well, sometime right after this last text, George called me to tell me Dorothy was puking and their daughter was on her way to pick us up (we were at Point Pleasant Beach Bar), and we were the first stop. Kathy, James and I piled in then headed to Reckless Ric's to get Dorothy. Here is what we found:
HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After a few heaves into some hospital barf bags (which Dorothy generously distributed through the car window to the residents of Point Pleasant as we winded our way back out to Furnace Branch Rd) all was eventually well. It's a good thing Dorothy is a happy drunk.
Here's the text I got from her the next morning:
8:30am - Had a great time yesterday with everyone.... I think! LOL. Need to go back to Ric's and sit on the beach and chill.
All's well that ends well!
