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I used to hang out with twins, not the kind that look identical, the other kind. One was huge, the other slight, with a sibling rivalry to the point of being cruel to one another. We used to go to this ice cream place that offered a huge sundae in a mixing bowl called the "belly buster" with the promotion being anybody that can eat it alone gets it free. The big one orders it, 5 minutes later, to bells and whistles and drum beats, 4 staff bring it to the table on a stretcher which evidently was part of the charm but also served to get everybody in the place looking at our table. To add to the attraction they placed a mini stobe light on the table lest any one in the place forget that a "belly buster" challenge was underway. They place the bowl in front of the big guy, he grabs his over-sized spoon with one hand and wraps his other arm around the bowl as an animal does to protect a kill. Immediately the brother tries to infiltrate the bowl's defense with a spoon over the arm, only to be skunked by a move similar to a boxer defending against a jab. This goes back and forth several times, voices begin rising, attention from the other patrons is maintained. After several moments of arguing and shadow boxing with spoons the angry big twin reaches down deep and with a long a very vocal effort brings up what has to be an oyster sized loogee(sp)and while holding off his brother with one arm, directs his face back toward the bowl with the apparent thought being that by claiming his catch this way, there'd be no way his brother would attempt further encroachment. A muffled yech is heard throughout the restaurant as what is about to happen becomes apparent. Thinking quickly, and at the precise moment before the oyster sized loogee was sent into the bowl, the skinny twin rose from his seat, leaned over the shoulder of his brother, and with expert aim and one nostril covered, sent a full nostril full of boogers directly into the bowl thus leaving the treat unappetizing to both brothers. [/ QUOTE ] whoa.. boston area? the belly buster at chadwick's hahahha |
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[ QUOTE ] I used to hang out with twins, not the kind that look identical, the other kind. One was huge, the other slight, with a sibling rivalry to the point of being cruel to one another. We used to go to this ice cream place that offered a huge sundae in a mixing bowl called the "belly buster" with the promotion being anybody that can eat it alone gets it free. The big one orders it, 5 minutes later, to bells and whistles and drum beats, 4 staff bring it to the table on a stretcher which evidently was part of the charm but also served to get everybody in the place looking at our table. To add to the attraction they placed a mini stobe light on the table lest any one in the place forget that a "belly buster" challenge was underway. They place the bowl in front of the big guy, he grabs his over-sized spoon with one hand and wraps his other arm around the bowl as an animal does to protect a kill. Immediately the brother tries to infiltrate the bowl's defense with a spoon over the arm, only to be skunked by a move similar to a boxer defending against a jab. This goes back and forth several times, voices begin rising, attention from the other patrons is maintained. After several moments of arguing and shadow boxing with spoons the angry big twin reaches down deep and with a long a very vocal effort brings up what has to be an oyster sized loogee(sp)and while holding off his brother with one arm, directs his face back toward the bowl with the apparent thought being that by claiming his catch this way, there'd be no way his brother would attempt further encroachment. A muffled yech is heard throughout the restaurant as what is about to happen becomes apparent. Thinking quickly, and at the precise moment before the oyster sized loogee was sent into the bowl, the skinny twin rose from his seat, leaned over the shoulder of his brother, and with expert aim and one nostril covered, sent a full nostril full of boogers directly into the bowl thus leaving the treat unappetizing to both brothers. [/ QUOTE ] whoa.. boston area? the belly buster at chadwick's hahahha [/ QUOTE ] 30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place |
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In school, I worked doing bartending. One night they were having a big to-do with waitstaff dressed in black & whites and they needed every available hand on deck to help.
So here I am, waiting tables for the very first time ever in a room full of about 150 people having a dinner function. Food has been served and is now being cleaned from the tables as someone is speaking at a podium. I am stacking the heavy white dinner plates onto a tray and I have about 15-20 stacked up, which turns out to be pretty flippin heavy, but I am oblivious to just how heavy. At this point, I am about to do the 'bend-down-and-lift-the-whole-tray-onto-your-shoulder' move when the speaker at the podium begins to deliver a mini-eulogy about a guy that has just passed away that everyone in the room knows. The guy finishes his talk about this man, at which point I bend down to lift the tray of plates and as I start lifting, the tray teeters and the plates start sliding off the stack one by one... *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* at this point there is no stopping and all I can do is stand there with a tray full of plates smashing on the floor one at a time *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!* *SMASH!*...*SMASH!*.......*SMASH!* At this point, the entire room is silent and looking at me. A lady easily in her 80's at a table I was clearing leans over giggling and says "He would have just loved that..." My first and last waiting gig. |
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30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place [/ QUOTE ] WTF Why have I never been there? And who the hell can eat 30 scoops of ice cream? |
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[ QUOTE ] 30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place [/ QUOTE ] WTF Why have I never been there? And who the hell can eat 30 scoops of ice cream? [/ QUOTE ] Ben & Jerry's has something really similar to that, and they serve it in a bucket |
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] 30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place [/ QUOTE ] WTF Why have I never been there? And who the hell can eat 30 scoops of ice cream? [/ QUOTE ] Ben & Jerry's has something really similar to that, and they serve it in a bucket [/ QUOTE ] It was in Waltham. I think they went out of business... They also had a banana split with 15 scoops of ice cream. |
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[ QUOTE ] [ QUOTE ] 30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place [/ QUOTE ] WTF Why have I never been there? And who the hell can eat 30 scoops of ice cream? [/ QUOTE ] Ben & Jerry's has something really similar to that, and they serve it in a bucket [/ QUOTE ] Yeah....the Vermonster. Those things are amazing. |
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I was very drunk as was my GF, we were loud and havign a good time, just being [censored] basically. The floor in the place was wet tile, it was raining out. The table had these iron claw feet with a heavy marble top. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to flip the table up in the air, and knock my GF off her chair, sendign everything flying onto the air. I Rock.
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[ QUOTE ] 30 scoops of ice cream IIRC... loved that place [/ QUOTE ] WTF Why have I never been there? And who the hell can eat 30 scoops of ice cream? [/ QUOTE ] Never had a pregnant wife, eh? Ray |
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once i was mixing salad greens in a big bag in the restaurant i used to work in during the day shift. i was wearing a bandaid from cutting myself earlier with a knife. usually i would have been wearing a glove over the bandaid but i think i had taken it off to eat and then got called back suddenly. anyway i lost the bandaid and it got served in a family sized salad to some tourists. it was all gooey and gross. i wasn't there, it happened on the night shift, but i was pretty freakin embarassed.
years later i went in there for lunch and a few of the same people were working. they put a bandaid with a spot of BBQ sauce under my pizza. good times. |
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