If you asked, I didn't see it, or I would have certainly obliged.
Hippo and I met you and Jack in PF Changs, and then we all went up to your suite. Terry Ray, Raymond, and RollTide also showed up. We all drank and conversed for several hours. Then, we decided it was time to head to the club. Several other Mjers were meeting us there. On the way out the door, you and Jack decided to Chug (yes chug) the VO, and you took a mighty swig (10 seconds at least). Nicolas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas popped in my head, and we all headed down the long hallway to the elevator. Yet when we arrived, we noticed, no Kosar:shrug: We waited for another 7-9 minutes, when Jack finally went to get you. I'm unclear on the exchange between you two, but you finally decided to join us.
Downstairs and out the door we went, and stood under the canopy waiting for our limo. As you might know, these canopies are very busy places, and taxis are constantly driving through. We had to surround you because you couldn't stand inside a 20ft radius, and at least 3 times stumbled right out into the road. The employees were getting pissed so we had to do something. You looked like a pinball amongst us, and just kept bouncing around back and forth.
The limo showed up, and we all climbed in. The limo driver asked us to put you by the window because she was 100% you would be puking. We obliged, and you were stationed right next to Happy Hippo and Jack. You druled all over the limo, and at least 5 or 6 times asked HH to go back to your room with you. (she declined)
About 10 minutes later we arrived at the Voodoo Lounge, and met up with BSU, Lewehands and their ladies. We all tried walking in together and keeping you upright so we could gain entry, but the door guy was having none of it. Considering the club was on the roof, 52 stories high, I don't blame him. So, out we all went in attempts to sober you up. Jack kept claiming how you would snap out of it, and all the miraculous recoveries he has seen you make. So he said lets get something in his system, so HH and I went downstairs to the gift shop and got some pretzels and water. We brought them back upstairs and handed them to you. You started some incoherent cussing and slurring about how you don;t need it and fawk you guys and this and that. So, we stood around for 10 minutes or so, and said lets try it again. Well as Jack said, the door guy was pissed this time and threatened to call security. Everyone was bummed and not sure what to do. Babysit Kosar or go have fun...stick him in a cab back to his room? As Jack, Raymond, and I stood around to handicap the situation, the others went upstairs to check out the club. You said you had to piss, went towards the bathroom, and I didn't see you again till Sunday at the Super Bowl party.
Any questions?