The last time I ate at Taco Bell was many years ago after being denied entry to The Brass Rail (I was out with a group of guy friends). Being from Toronto, Rina, I’m sure you are familiar with what kind of club The Brass Rail is and thus have an appreciation for how shit faced I was, indeed. Incidentally, I threw up in the alley behind the restaurant.
Thanks for bringing back such funny, albeit shameful, memories :0)
Just a minefield of jokes in this one!… =) I’m really starting to see Velia now, it looks like the strip became far more comfortable for you in these last ones…
Toronto Girl, you really are a home girl! I totally remember the Brass Rail — had some fine cocktails there myself, when it still existed. And so, yes, I know what kind of place it was, and can imagine the whole scene…. and I even remember there was a Taco Bell (that’s probably still there) only a few stores away, right? (All the trashy places stay, the classy places like the Brass Rail close down. Sigh.) Well, thanks for sharing that funny story — and I hope it was the last time eating Taco Bell FOR GOOD!
Thank you, Jeremy — yeah, a strip is like a pair of shoes — you have to break them in. It’s true, I’m learning a lot, and therefore becoming more comfortable with it all!
The last time I ate at Taco Bell was many years ago after being denied entry to The Brass Rail (I was out with a group of guy friends). Being from Toronto, Rina, I’m sure you are familiar with what kind of club The Brass Rail is and thus have an appreciation for how shit faced I was, indeed. Incidentally, I threw up in the alley behind the restaurant.
Thanks for bringing back such funny, albeit shameful, memories :0)
Ha! I love the “what brand?” line! Too funny!
Just a minefield of jokes in this one!… =) I’m really starting to see Velia now, it looks like the strip became far more comfortable for you in these last ones…
Toronto Girl, you really are a home girl! I totally remember the Brass Rail — had some fine cocktails there myself, when it still existed. And so, yes, I know what kind of place it was, and can imagine the whole scene…. and I even remember there was a Taco Bell (that’s probably still there) only a few stores away, right? (All the trashy places stay, the classy places like the Brass Rail close down. Sigh.) Well, thanks for sharing that funny story — and I hope it was the last time eating Taco Bell FOR GOOD!
Thank you, Jeremy — yeah, a strip is like a pair of shoes — you have to break them in. It’s true, I’m learning a lot, and therefore becoming more comfortable with it all!
Jonathan — you could just imagine her “medicine” cabinet.