Abestia

I’m sure there are plenty of stories on Thanksgiving eve but my stoner mind and now my mother mind can’t remember them all but one I do recall is the day I came back from Amsterdam.  We arrived in the afternoon and being in Amsterdam for 5 days, I was hung-over already and my throat was killing from the tremendous reefer we smoked!  Anyhow, my girlfriend Toni begged me to go out and I obliged considering I was a young chick and said F it because 5 days wasn’t enough.  Little did I know we ended up at Terrazza’s in Nutley where the local guidos hang out…needless to say I drank too much and remembering falling down at this place and threw up the next morning.  Everyone at Thanksgiving assumed I was hung-over from my Amsterdam trip; I made sure to tell them it didn’t help my situation but that wasn’t the cause.  Needless to say I didn’t eat much and it ruined the one meal other than xmas eve I hate to miss!!