My best friend , Fumitaka
As always , my best friend, Fumitaka, went too far. All was well. The first drink was tasty,
The greasy food was a good match.
He is too shy but like many, he gets courage in a bottle
The 4th drink made him queezy.
He still had to prove his worth and manhood to the ladies who might have been watching.
The Raw Oysters made his guts ache and the pubic hair he found in his salad pushed him over the edge.
He had to have some cheap Tequila to help him forget what happened and how he felt.
He missed the train and spent the night outside in soiled clothing. The people that mocked him and got off on his misfortune will burn in hell.
A tough start for the digestive system
More greasy goodness to punish himself followed
In hindsight, the Tequila was a bit much....
He wasn't sure he was Lactose intolerant..... now he is.
One of the master's permed, gray locks found it's way into the salad.....
The Salmon and scallion dish bought him some time
The biggest tragedy.... His "Friday Night shirt " looks pretty fucked up now
Ah shit...... Chicken dinners at 9 O'clock!.......
The biggest mistake of the night
oy vey
He never did speak to those 2 girls.
