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In a message dated 9/5/05 8:39:58 P.M. Eastern Daylight Time, 
eddiestakes@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx writes: Reminds 
  me of another long drawn out story but will make like Reader's Digest and 
  condense it quickly as heading out. After we used to listen to
 our 8 
  tracks and reefer and shhlizt driving around for hours endless in
 Corpus 
  Christi in the 70s, many times we found ourselves at Nolan's Steak
 House. 
  This place had a big salad bar when salad barsd were just starting
 out, 
  now they are common. But on the menu, they used to have something
 called 
  Reef & Beef. No matter how many times we saw it, everyone would
 always 
  laugh about it, saying they would being us a big reefer to get the
 munchies, then graze on beef. Yup, I know, lame but hey it was 
  1975.
 
 Now my dumb trick I still laugh about is when Paige and me go to 
  a
 steakhouse in Houston, the conversation with hosyess sometimes goes like
 this:
 
 Hi, welcome to Saltgrass, two for dinner?
 
 Yes, two for 
  Stakes.
 
 Name please?
 
 Stakes.
 
 No, name for the 
  table?
 
 Stakes.
 
 Paige usually gives it away snickering, I usually 
  bring out my Texas drivers
 license and the hostess realizes she has been 
  punked.
 Eddie Stakes'
 Planet Houston 
  AMX
 713.464.8825
 eddiestakes@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
 www.planethoustonamx.com
 email 
  volume is currently
 light; 4-7 day reply time;
 call if 
  important
 
 Eddie you should hear some of these asswhipes when they ask my name  lady on phone: ok whats your name sir Me;Bart Lady on phone;no really sir whats your name Me:BART Lady on phone:sir pleae stop joking with me: me.MY NAMES BART GOD!MMIT  YOU WANT ME TO MAIL 
YOU A COPY OF MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE???
 
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