September 8, 2010
Buried Thumbs
Date: Summer 2002
Location: North Haledon, NJ
Description: My twin brother Mitch had decided to go on the disc golf tour for several months. While he was gone, his room was unoccupied. Good friend Susan hatched the brilliant plan to fill his entire room up with balloons for when he got home. So the night before his expected arrival, we threw a party where everyone balloons and alcohol, and we spent the night blowing up balloons. The next day Mitch arrived, having just driven from TX to NJ with only two 2-hour naps, and was thoroughly exhausted. He walked into his room, stopped there for a minute, dropped his bag where his futon would have been, and said "I hate you guys." We convinced him to go out for steaks, where he proceeded to get drunk on two drinks. He cleared off just his bed and went to sleep. Good times.