Tom Gavrilos
05-07-2007, 12:30 AM
Im bored so I will share a story.
Im not sure if these stories are any fun for anyone but I have so many stored up in my head from UFC events and meeting people + fighters Ill be happy to share more.
Sure helped me kill some time and Im afraid if I don't write them down somewhere I will forget them!!
I more or less got to know a girl named Jenni who I find out is Ms. High Times 2006. Now this fact is wasted on me because I dont smoke weed anymore but I figure hey she seems cool (probably cause shes high all day long! ;) ) so we exchange numbers and do the whole myspace thing.
I know Eddie Bravo to be an openly big pothead and since she lives in Cali I figured I'd introduce them. Eddie said she was cool so I decided I would meet up with her at UFC.
Forward to UFC Silva vs. Franklin. Jenni drives down to vegas and I Drive up (its only 5 hours and Im a car nut so I dont mind opening it up on desert highways)
Jenni's reason for not taking planes you can guess:p
And if ya can't lets just sayThe Airport Dogs don't like her carry on items and leave it at that:D
So whatever we split a hotel room get along fine Im sure Ms. High Times didn't like being closed in the bathroom to smoke but Jenni is a champ and she was cool about it.
To the story:
We are driving somewhere I can't think of where but I am following her and Im thinking "SH!T I need gas!"
I can't find a gas station for the life of me and the car is dying so I pull it over in this shady wack job parking lot. /
So there I am my car surrounded by hookers driving around with Ms. High Times to buy a canister of Gas to bring back to my car before the Hooker's pimps claim it as there property when I realize: Hey this is probably a good story and Ill laugh about this later!
She is a cool ass chick and for those that don't have her as a "friend" here is her page I would. Her page is packed but put "Tom Ran Out of Gas" in the title and I bet she writes back ;)
http://www.myspace.com/xyerxhighnessx
Ill invite her on to tell her part Im sure Im fogetting some things.
I know she got paranoid because in Vegas there was a cop and I said "Sir, my wife here is high" and se did not seem OK with that! ahaha
Oh yeah! I give her Sh!t to this day because she almost KILLED me in the hotel! She left her Curling Iron plugged in, on & in the sink. Right as I eached down to wash my hands I noticed. If I did smoke week Id probably not be here today after electrocuting myself in the bathroom!
P.S. I am not spell checking this cause its 2:30am here in my Moms basement in Chicago and thats reason enough in itself not to have to.
Im not sure if these stories are any fun for anyone but I have so many stored up in my head from UFC events and meeting people + fighters Ill be happy to share more.
Sure helped me kill some time and Im afraid if I don't write them down somewhere I will forget them!!
I more or less got to know a girl named Jenni who I find out is Ms. High Times 2006. Now this fact is wasted on me because I dont smoke weed anymore but I figure hey she seems cool (probably cause shes high all day long! ;) ) so we exchange numbers and do the whole myspace thing.
I know Eddie Bravo to be an openly big pothead and since she lives in Cali I figured I'd introduce them. Eddie said she was cool so I decided I would meet up with her at UFC.
Forward to UFC Silva vs. Franklin. Jenni drives down to vegas and I Drive up (its only 5 hours and Im a car nut so I dont mind opening it up on desert highways)
Jenni's reason for not taking planes you can guess:p
And if ya can't lets just sayThe Airport Dogs don't like her carry on items and leave it at that:D
So whatever we split a hotel room get along fine Im sure Ms. High Times didn't like being closed in the bathroom to smoke but Jenni is a champ and she was cool about it.
To the story:
We are driving somewhere I can't think of where but I am following her and Im thinking "SH!T I need gas!"
I can't find a gas station for the life of me and the car is dying so I pull it over in this shady wack job parking lot. /
So there I am my car surrounded by hookers driving around with Ms. High Times to buy a canister of Gas to bring back to my car before the Hooker's pimps claim it as there property when I realize: Hey this is probably a good story and Ill laugh about this later!
She is a cool ass chick and for those that don't have her as a "friend" here is her page I would. Her page is packed but put "Tom Ran Out of Gas" in the title and I bet she writes back ;)
http://www.myspace.com/xyerxhighnessx
Ill invite her on to tell her part Im sure Im fogetting some things.
I know she got paranoid because in Vegas there was a cop and I said "Sir, my wife here is high" and se did not seem OK with that! ahaha
Oh yeah! I give her Sh!t to this day because she almost KILLED me in the hotel! She left her Curling Iron plugged in, on & in the sink. Right as I eached down to wash my hands I noticed. If I did smoke week Id probably not be here today after electrocuting myself in the bathroom!
P.S. I am not spell checking this cause its 2:30am here in my Moms basement in Chicago and thats reason enough in itself not to have to.