JSS strolled unattached except by his beautiful wife, and he seemed content on getting into the bus getting some. Almost there, he thought, where is the herd? Boom! Boom! Boom! Uh oh. That vibration...That feel of an earthquake but it really wasn;t a earthquake. Jeffie knew that sound. One glance over his 6'3" frame and he was toast. There they were. All of em..
Goddammit! he thought to himself. He couldn't just run. He would be slammed on Back Talk, the ever present Journey website.
Fuck, I have to meet these overweight hippos.
JSS: Hi all! (Jesus, hurry up you fat slobs)
However, JSS was lucky. The security guard made the crowd go around Jeffies bus and thank goodness Ross was over there. The herd attached itself to Ross, who knew it was his turn to take one for the team, so to speak.
Jeff bolted into the bus, turned out the lights and hid from view. The driver turned the motor and they were off....whew!
Jeff had no idea what was in store for him later tonight. Opening up for the Euros was good in the fact they could get to the party spots before 10PM. That's where the night became a night.
Neal was bumpin around at the meet up bar, and also there were some other people, like Herbie Herbert, Friga, Rockndeano, Lula, Kelly, Lori. and a special guest.
Neal: Where the fuck is JSS?
Rockndeano: why? you want to write a tune?
Lori: He is about 11 minutes away.
Lula: I'll take a crab plater and a Molson
Kelly: um, me too
Herbie: Dammit! I ordered two Chuckwagons, not one!
Dean: Dude, you are fat, but you also rule.
Friga: Oh, I am feeling a little tired
Neal: (pussy)
Neal: Deano, lets get shitty
Dean: done, bro...Give us a bottle of jaeger, and a round of beer chasers
Lula: Oh no.
In walks JSS and Rebecca.
Dean: finally. What, you pull over for some knobbin?
JSS: shut up prick. I don't drive the bus.
Herbie: Dammit again! I had specifically ordered 3 baked potatoes.
JSS: So, you all see me shake my shit tonight
Lori: Um, yeah. I would like to shake your-
Dean: Neal, need a tall shot?
Neal: fuck yes, I do. This tour is wearin me down. Opening for these Euros is just not right.
Herbie can be overheard talking to the waitress.....
I will take an ore cart of beef...just a bunch of beef. Throw steaks in there, ribs, chicken and burgers...just bring it.
Neals cell rings. What? Now? Dude, come on over. We are in downtown Frisco. Cool...Seeya in 20 minutes.
JSS: Who the Hell was that?
Neal: You won't believe it, but Andrew McNiece just touched down at SFO. He is town checking out the shows.
JSS and Deano in unison: Fuck yes!
JSS: That motherfucker drinks more than I do!
Deano: this is gonna be a night to remember.
Friga: I'm tired. I am going up to my room to watch Touched by an Angel
Herbie: Gimme a side of fries too....make it a big side!
JSS: You all see me rock Concord?
Neal: Dude, I was 10 feet from you, of course I saw
JSS: Fuck I am good
Neal: I am better
Lori: No, Jeff is better (licking lips)
Rebecca slides out to the bathroom
Lori, like water cresting over the banks of a river, slips down the seat and onto the floor
JSS: Fuck yes. The good will just never stops!
Lori: (OMG....I just died and went to heaven)
So Lori is working JSS over; No one but Deano knows. He pulls out his digital camera and deceptively holds the camera under the table and manages to get some good footage. However, Lori managed to outlast his new batteries, because he shot the event for 55 minutes, and Lori was still going!
Neal: I am so happy now. Deano, we rock now. you agree?
Deano: Neal, yes I do. Now, where is my job offer?
Herbie: I want a litre of Cola.
Neal and Deano pound a double shot of Jaeger
JSS all of a suddedn is smiling, really big.
Neal says, dude, you ok?
JSS: uh huh. Sure am. Honey (to Rebecca), can you go get me a toothpick?
She does, and magically, Lori reappears and no one notices, except of course Dean, because he hasn't stopped watching.
Her face looks a bit more pale now.
Deano" Lori, need a chaser?
Lori: naw, I am good.
Lula and Kelly disappear from this story. Why? I don't know, but they really weren't working out for my storyline. Poof!
Neal: JSS, what you think?
JSS: I don't think, Neal. I slay.
Neal: I know you slay bro, but, you think we can put out a cd next year?
JSS: Dude, bet your ass I do.
Deano: What about Aug-
Neal: don't you dare say that fucking name. I am rid of that.
JSS: I am good
Deano: where in the fuck is Mac?
all of a sudden, they all overhear that maple syrup voice..
Hello Mate, say, I'm lookin for some mates of mine.
It's him. Mac has arrrived.
Neal: Hey Bro!
Mac:heddo Neal, heddo Jeff, heddo deano.
Lori is still wiping off her lips
Herbie: Fuck! Can't a guy get some food around here! Now his voice escalating.
Waitress, sir, we have no more food. You ate it all.
Herbie: I did?
Andrew: So I see the tour is doing very well.
Neal: Yeah, NOW it is
JSS: Because of me. I slay
Lori: yup, you sure do spray
JSS: I am good
Lori: yes you are
Mac: so Neal, I see you have finally met Deano.
Neal: yeah, dude is the real thing. I am thinkin about hiring him
Deano: fire Grandpa first, and I am in there!
JSS: I can probably manage and sing too
Neal: I am just so stoked now.
Cell rings.......its Friga, calling from his hotel room
Neal: well, geez jon, i am sorry Touched by an Angel is not on here in the Bay Area. Can't you watch Sportscenter? No? what? Football is too violent? I gotta go Jon
JSS: I am too good
More Jager shots.
Neal and Deano and now Mac are just wiped out..bombed.
Rebecca excuses herself and leaves.
Lori is the lone female left.
Herbie is sound asleep at the end of the table. Dude ate a side of beef all by himself.
Neal: let's all roll to my crib..I got Grey Goose, Jaeger, etc.
Deano: Fuck yes
JSS: Want to take one bus or two?
Neal:
I don't give a fuck, I just want to drink
Mac: me too Mates.
Deano: shall we call HH a cab or a truck?
The four men along with Lori, who just wouldn't leave, take off for Neals crib.
End of Chapter one.
Hey, I had to set it up..Not every story can be off the hook funny.
Wait til Ch 2 for the laughs.
Too fuckin' funny.
