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Originally Posted by MastaAces
yeah, that's not a good post. spill the beans!
I went drinking with Gavin Smith and Layne Flack…what makes you think I remember anything?
I meant it to be a throwaway post, but fine, Here’s what I remember from the night I was referencing.
(Warning before TL;DR - The story ain’t gonna be great. At the time, I genuinely *thought* I could keep up with them…alcohol wise at least. Spoiler Alert: I could not.):
We went to some fish restaurant, or at least a place that had good fish.I had at least 4 Moscow mules. Then we drank more someplace else. Then at some point we were playing poker. And drinking. I got mad at Layne for some reason. Gavin told me not to be mad at Layne, so I stopped being mad at Layne. Someone had a weird jacket they were telling me to wear so that was probably Donkey Bomber, but could have been someone else. For some reason we were passing around each other’s hats/glasses/jackets and trying them on. I don’t know why.
Eventually, I puked.
I think we ate again at whatever the 24-hour casino diner was. The next morning sucked.
Also at some point Erick Lindgren stopped by and gave me $600 he said he owed me and I said he didn’t but he insisted he did so I took it.
I have better Gavin Smith stories, but nothing as good as what’s already out there. I was “friends” in the sense he was friends with a lot of my friends. We never really made a point to hang out together, but he popped up a lot, and I always enjoyed when he was around.
He seemed a genuinely good guy who had some demons, and faced them head on. I didn’t know him that well, but I miss him.
Last edited by King Fish; 07-16-2021 at 01:05 AM.