VAQ-140 Held a Dining Out (History is here: http://www.history.navy.mil/faqs/faq89-1.htm ) which was our first squadron activity. After many stories about shenanigans of past-Dinings-Out, our expectations were high: A rule-book that included not leaving the room (even to pee) without permission from the Commanding Officer and no blow-up dolls allowed in the dining room (but the cocktail room is ok) left us terrified of re-living the tortures of being a freshman in band. Michael is after all the new guy.
But, we were sadly mistaken. The most exciting part of the evening was a guy without his shirt parading the beef before dinner.....WEAK.
After only a few trips to the grog (the toilet bowl filled with all-kee-hol) we decided that the only people getting us drunk were....well, each other.
Hats off to the one wife, who shall remain nameless, who was drunk when she got there....but otherwise...a few suggestions:
- If everyone is awake, still clothed, and not destroying something...nobody is drunk enough.
- Making fun of someone for being in band isn't creative. Do you really think we've never been made fun of for being in band before? Repeat after me..."This one time, at band camp...."
- Shots of whiskey hurt going down...but its Tequila that really makes the difference
