JamesLavin
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I was best man at my college roommate's wedding in the great metropolis of O'Neill, NE. If you've heard of O'Neill, you're lying. It's "famous" for being "the Irish Capital of Nebraska." Hmmm.
Anyhow, there's obviously nothing to do in O'Neill, so everyone got totally wasted at the bachelor's party. The very responsible groom tried politely refusing alcohol, but he eventually hit a tipping point and passed the point of no return with the rest of us. My wife (the women joined us because, as I said, there's nothing to do in O'Neill) tells me--I don't remember this part--that I kept trying to use the car key to open the hotel room after we returned. The embarrassing part is that it was one of those card-scanning locks, but I insisted I knew what I was doing.
--James
Anyhow, there's obviously nothing to do in O'Neill, so everyone got totally wasted at the bachelor's party. The very responsible groom tried politely refusing alcohol, but he eventually hit a tipping point and passed the point of no return with the rest of us. My wife (the women joined us because, as I said, there's nothing to do in O'Neill) tells me--I don't remember this part--that I kept trying to use the car key to open the hotel room after we returned. The embarrassing part is that it was one of those card-scanning locks, but I insisted I knew what I was doing.
--James