Lakeview Man Happy You Reminded Him of How Drunk He Was Last Night
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Completely unaware that he was intoxicated at all the previous evening, Lakeview native Andrew Lobsterbush is ecstatic that you reminded him that he was drunk last night. Lobsterbush awoke feeling refreshed and assumed that he’d participated in his normal Thursday evening Yahoo! Euchre tournament, but is happy to know now that he was stumbling around Clark Street well past 1 a.m.
“I had no idea that I was drunk until my good buddy Ron texted me,” said Lobsterbush. “Thank goodness. Because if I hadn’t gotten that text, I would have just assumed that I remained nearly entirely sober the previous evening.”
Apparently, good friend and fellow drunkard Ron Hundsley decided to be a good citizen and let Lobsterbush know that he was drunk the previous evening, as all good friends do.
“I totally woke up and actually remembered leaving the Uberstein the previous evening, so I texted the Bushman to let him know that he was WAY wasted!” explained Hundsley. “So I texted him, ‘DUDE u were SOOO blitzd lst night!! Srsly’ And he totally was.”
Allegedly, Lobsterbush’s plan to have one or two Magners at Johnny O’Hagan’s took the road more traveled when two blondes approached the two gentlemen and suggested having liters of Hofbrau Bier. But luckily, Lobsterbush’s good friend was more than willing to fill in the holes from the previous evening.
“Like, I totally know that Andy was fine and everything, but I think it’s truly important to really remind him that he was so wasted that he actually did the polka,” asserted Hundsley. “I mean, if I weren’t such a great friend, ready to text, e-mail and send pictures of Andy wasted the previous night and good-naturedly remind him that he was visibly drunk, then how would he know?”
Lobsterbush apparently has a propensity toward getting unexpectedly drunk and is thankful that he has such a good friend to lay out the details of exactly how drunk he was the previous evening, or perhaps he would never know.
“I’m glad that Ron always lets me know that I was drunk the night before,” said Lobsterbush. “I mean, the splitting headache, the waking up with the Converse still on and the receipt detailing the Filet-o-fish, Quarter Pounder and three orders of fries definitely didn’t give it away. Thank God that I have my buddy Ron to text me the morning after I drink to let me know that I was ‘way blitzed.’ Good friends are hard to find.”
