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That story about sneaking onto pit row tells me that nothing has changed at Laguna from 2 years ago.
My bro did the same thing and snapped off some amazing shots.
I was elsewhere in the paddock and he was calling me to get the .... over to where he was.
Like a dummy I asked security "is this the way to the pits?"
I never got in but the funny thing is my bro was hangin in front of the garages when they brought out a velvet rope and all the lemonheads that paid for a pit walk came out and had to walk behind it.
They were about 30 feet further away from the bikes than he was.
To me that is one of the reasons why Laguna is so great. What other track in the world can you do that without paying major money. Everyone wants Motogp to grow and become as big as F1. If that were to happen the true fans would never get within a mile of the garages.
I'm happy with how it is now.
That story about sneaking onto pit row tells me that nothing has changed at Laguna from 2 years ago.
My bro did the same thing and snapped off some amazing shots.
I was elsewhere in the paddock and he was calling me to get the .... over to where he was.
Like a dummy I asked security "is this the way to the pits?"
I never got in but the funny thing is my bro was hangin in front of the garages when they brought out a velvet rope and all the lemonheads that paid for a pit walk came out and had to walk behind it.
They were about 30 feet further away from the bikes than he was.
To me that is one of the reasons why Laguna is so great. What other track in the world can you do that without paying major money. Everyone wants Motogp to grow and become as big as F1. If that were to happen the true fans would never get within a mile of the garages.
I'm happy with how it is now.
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Well it all started after we came out of the club. This guy was so drunk that his friend had to help him stand next to a stop sign pole. Roger and I were across the street with my three other buddies. My friend had called for a cab and we were waiting. The drunk guy across the street was hanging on the the pole as if his life depended on it. But then we noticed he was arguing with the pole. So we started laughing openly, making a ruckus, hooting and hollering. Of course, this caught the drunk's attention and he started yelling and cussing and snickering at us. He looked like he wanted to let go of the pole but he would lose his balance and grab on tight. This of course made us laugh even harder. The drunk guy was saying stuff like; 'I'm gonna go over there and kick your .....!' We broke out laughing and pointing at him talking .... and at this point its was all out mocking the poor fella. I yelled back (being highly intoxicated myself) and said, "well of course you could kick our ....., but you first have to do that tricking thing like cross the street!" We started laughing louder, and mocking the foo.
Bam, a cab rolls up, we run toward it, but ...., some guys beat us to it. So we call again and continue to berate this drunken fool.
Just then some guy comes out of the shadows and helps him a few feet down the side walk, but he starts arguing with his own buddy, who ends up abandoning the guy. The drunk then tries to cross the street. Now imagine this guy taking every step like he's walking in sticky tar with lead boots... One step pause, another step pause, a third step pause, and we works his way almost to the end of the side walk. We start cheering him on. "Yeah, you can do it! Baby steps man, baby steps!" One more step and he makes it. Ah, but that last step proved to be the most difficult. He tries to step on the side walk with one giant step raising his foot three times the needed height (think of one of those Russian soldier steps). A pause, and then back back back, stumbling backward almost the entire length of the street, practically back to the other curb! Hahahahaha, we break out laughing uncontrollably, then the pay off...pow, he falls on the street. We run over, dawn our cell phones and start snapping pictures!
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Bam, we miss two more cabs. ...., we call for another...
Bam, a cab rolls up, we run toward it, but ...., some guys beat us to it. So we call again and continue to berate this drunken fool.
Just then some guy comes out of the shadows and helps him a few feet down the side walk, but he starts arguing with his own buddy, who ends up abandoning the guy. The drunk then tries to cross the street. Now imagine this guy taking every step like he's walking in sticky tar with lead boots... One step pause, another step pause, a third step pause, and we works his way almost to the end of the side walk. We start cheering him on. "Yeah, you can do it! Baby steps man, baby steps!" One more step and he makes it. Ah, but that last step proved to be the most difficult. He tries to step on the side walk with one giant step raising his foot three times the needed height (think of one of those Russian soldier steps). A pause, and then back back back, stumbling backward almost the entire length of the street, practically back to the other curb! Hahahahaha, we break out laughing uncontrollably, then the pay off...pow, he falls on the street. We run over, dawn our cell phones and start snapping pictures!
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Bam, we miss two more cabs. ...., we call for another...
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So another cab rolls up... We make a b-line toward it running down the street, Roger, me and my friend jump inside. Two other strangers ran to the cab and were outside the door, one of them opens it and tells me to scoot over. '.... that, get your own cab', I tell the two strangers. (Its now about 1:30am). The guy says, "lets share", I said, 'we're going to Carmel' (that's about 20 minute away). This stranger says, "I'll give you 100 bucks for your cab!" Go .... yourself", I say, "we've been waiting over an hour". (Beer balls I guess).
Just then we realize, 'yo, where is my friend Jerry'. ...., he had gone inside this 24 hour pizza join to get some pizza! The cab driver starts to argue with us and says "go get your friend, or get out so I can take these other guys". I said, '.... you man, we're gonna pay you, chill the .... out!' So these guys start talking to the driver, telling him they are ready, the driver starts arguing with us, we argue back. The driver convinces my buddy Chuy to go look for Jerry. He takes like 5 minutes (which seems like an eternity because these other fools haven't stopped trying to convince the driver to kick us out). So then we see my buddy coming back out with a beer in his ....... hand! 'Yo man', I tell him, 'where the .... is Jerry?' "Ah man, he is still waiting for the pizza". The driver starts yelling, we yell back, we say .... it, and I tell Roger, dude, lets get the .... out.
The cab drives off....(keep in mind this is like the fourth/fifth cab we've let go).
We were all drunk, except Roger who was suffering from sever lack of sleep (had been up over 36/48+ hours, jet lagged, in a foreign country, with four drunk fools, three of which were high too because they had a smoke out session with a fat blunt of the chronic mary jay).
So ....... Rog starts talking .... to this man who was cleaning up around the tables (about 2:00am now). Turned out the guy who was cleaning up was the owner of the pizza place! .....
So we get up, walk down the street, make a few more calls to the cab office, no answer.
One of my buddies that was with us had a car but he was soooo drunk and high he didn't want to give us a ride back to camp. We finally convinced him to let us take his car (after about 45 minutes of pleading). ".... it", he slurs, "I'll take you guys back!"
Just then two empty cabs roll up.... Roger calls them out, and I tell him, 'forget it man, my buddy is gonna take ups back, don't worry, we don't need a cab!'
We walk the few blocks to get to his car. We get up to the parking garage a few blocks away and then he tells us he doesn't have the keys and can't find them. ....! So of course to us drunks, its funny right? So we break out laughing and pissing on the side walk, laughing and pissing........Hahaha, fun, fun fun........well NOT for the sober one with no sleep (Rog). But at this point he still the sport but you can see the pressure building. (2:30am)
Just then (I .... you not guys) a car load of chicks (5 young hot girls wanting to party) roll up on the street. Holy ...., we flag them down and start talking with them. We try to convince them to give us a ride. We offer gas money and ..... One of the girls asks my friend to show her his ... to see if its worth it. We break out laughing and pause to look at eachother and think, 'hell yeah, these chicks are down!' We talked with them for about 15 minutes trying everything in the book to get them to give us a ride (at this point we are getting desperate). Roger starts to get a bit dejected and sits down on the street bench next to us. Just when I thought we had the girls convinced, they say, "well guys, we are looking to party, we gotta go!" .....
'Lets go Rog', I try cheering him up. I'm feeling great of course, still blasted from the liquor, and poor Rog is dragging his feet from frustration, sleep depravation, and the realization that we might not make it back in time to get to the races the next day.
We walk down the street...
So we walk back to the main avenue, and I spot this actor from the sitcom show 'My Name Is Earl' (Jason Lee). LINK (Roger mentioned this part on a previous post on this thread). Anyway, it was funny too because we noticed he was smoking so we called him over for a light, he comes over, but none of us have a cigarette! What the ...., he says, you call me over for a light and you don't have a cigarette?!?
We shoot the .... with him a few minutes....here is a pic to prove it. (taken with my phone).
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About two blocks away I see what appears to be a cab. 'Yo!' I call the guys, 'hey that's a cab!' I start running towards it, just then it stops and looks like its about to pick somebody up. But nobody climbs on and starts to drive off. ...., I start running after it yelling and screaming for it to stop. Roger, who had looked half dead, starts running behind me and calling my other two buddies to get the .... on and run too. (You could imagine what this might have looked like to the cab driver). I get to the cab first, swing open the door and say, 'hey man, we need a cab.' The guy says, "cool man, I'm available." Rog jumps in and we wait for my other two buddies. They make it in, and just as we are starting to leave....my buddy Chuy opens the door and runs out. It turns out he had spotted the car the girls had been driving in and went over to punch the window. Roger thought he was getting out to try and talk to the girls....oh lord, what happened next was classic (I just wish I had a video of it):
Roger starts yelling at the top of his lungs, with all his might: "HEY MATE, GET YOUR ....... ... IN THE ....... CAB, GET BACK HERE YOU ....... MOTHAFUCKER!!!! GET YOUR ... BACK IN THE CAB THIS INSTANT! (Rog starts yelling and screaming and turns into this monster) GET THE .... BACK INTO THE CAB! I'M NOT GONNA MISS THIS ONE FOR YOUR GIRLS, I'M LEAVING YOU!" HEY MOTHAFUKER, GET BACK OVER HERE NOW!!! (My buddy runs back into the cab, looks at Rog, we all look at Rog, we think, 'what the hell has happened to this mad man). GET IN AND CLOSE THE ....... DOOR NOW!!! I GOT A RACE TO CATCH AND I'M NOT MISSING IT FOR YOU DRUNK MOTHAFUCKERS!!!!
(Silence) Nobody said a word, no peeps, nothing until we got back to camp.
In the morning, after a piercing hang-over and head-ache, we started to laugh at Roger, making fun of him for completely coming unglued and totally loosing his cool. Great laugh!
(After a few cups of coffee and some gratuitous breakfast alcohol in the form of beer (best thing to kill a hang-over), he got his sense of humor back).
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Just then we realize, 'yo, where is my friend Jerry'. ...., he had gone inside this 24 hour pizza join to get some pizza! The cab driver starts to argue with us and says "go get your friend, or get out so I can take these other guys". I said, '.... you man, we're gonna pay you, chill the .... out!' So these guys start talking to the driver, telling him they are ready, the driver starts arguing with us, we argue back. The driver convinces my buddy Chuy to go look for Jerry. He takes like 5 minutes (which seems like an eternity because these other fools haven't stopped trying to convince the driver to kick us out). So then we see my buddy coming back out with a beer in his ....... hand! 'Yo man', I tell him, 'where the .... is Jerry?' "Ah man, he is still waiting for the pizza". The driver starts yelling, we yell back, we say .... it, and I tell Roger, dude, lets get the .... out.
The cab drives off....(keep in mind this is like the fourth/fifth cab we've let go).
We were all drunk, except Roger who was suffering from sever lack of sleep (had been up over 36/48+ hours, jet lagged, in a foreign country, with four drunk fools, three of which were high too because they had a smoke out session with a fat blunt of the chronic mary jay).
So ....... Rog starts talking .... to this man who was cleaning up around the tables (about 2:00am now). Turned out the guy who was cleaning up was the owner of the pizza place! .....
So we get up, walk down the street, make a few more calls to the cab office, no answer.
One of my buddies that was with us had a car but he was soooo drunk and high he didn't want to give us a ride back to camp. We finally convinced him to let us take his car (after about 45 minutes of pleading). ".... it", he slurs, "I'll take you guys back!"
Just then two empty cabs roll up.... Roger calls them out, and I tell him, 'forget it man, my buddy is gonna take ups back, don't worry, we don't need a cab!'
We walk the few blocks to get to his car. We get up to the parking garage a few blocks away and then he tells us he doesn't have the keys and can't find them. ....! So of course to us drunks, its funny right? So we break out laughing and pissing on the side walk, laughing and pissing........Hahaha, fun, fun fun........well NOT for the sober one with no sleep (Rog). But at this point he still the sport but you can see the pressure building. (2:30am)
Just then (I .... you not guys) a car load of chicks (5 young hot girls wanting to party) roll up on the street. Holy ...., we flag them down and start talking with them. We try to convince them to give us a ride. We offer gas money and ..... One of the girls asks my friend to show her his ... to see if its worth it. We break out laughing and pause to look at eachother and think, 'hell yeah, these chicks are down!' We talked with them for about 15 minutes trying everything in the book to get them to give us a ride (at this point we are getting desperate). Roger starts to get a bit dejected and sits down on the street bench next to us. Just when I thought we had the girls convinced, they say, "well guys, we are looking to party, we gotta go!" .....
'Lets go Rog', I try cheering him up. I'm feeling great of course, still blasted from the liquor, and poor Rog is dragging his feet from frustration, sleep depravation, and the realization that we might not make it back in time to get to the races the next day.
We walk down the street...
So we walk back to the main avenue, and I spot this actor from the sitcom show 'My Name Is Earl' (Jason Lee). LINK (Roger mentioned this part on a previous post on this thread). Anyway, it was funny too because we noticed he was smoking so we called him over for a light, he comes over, but none of us have a cigarette! What the ...., he says, you call me over for a light and you don't have a cigarette?!?
We shoot the .... with him a few minutes....here is a pic to prove it. (taken with my phone).
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(3:00+am)
About two blocks away I see what appears to be a cab. 'Yo!' I call the guys, 'hey that's a cab!' I start running towards it, just then it stops and looks like its about to pick somebody up. But nobody climbs on and starts to drive off. ...., I start running after it yelling and screaming for it to stop. Roger, who had looked half dead, starts running behind me and calling my other two buddies to get the .... on and run too. (You could imagine what this might have looked like to the cab driver). I get to the cab first, swing open the door and say, 'hey man, we need a cab.' The guy says, "cool man, I'm available." Rog jumps in and we wait for my other two buddies. They make it in, and just as we are starting to leave....my buddy Chuy opens the door and runs out. It turns out he had spotted the car the girls had been driving in and went over to punch the window. Roger thought he was getting out to try and talk to the girls....oh lord, what happened next was classic (I just wish I had a video of it):
Roger starts yelling at the top of his lungs, with all his might: "HEY MATE, GET YOUR ....... ... IN THE ....... CAB, GET BACK HERE YOU ....... MOTHAFUCKER!!!! GET YOUR ... BACK IN THE CAB THIS INSTANT! (Rog starts yelling and screaming and turns into this monster) GET THE .... BACK INTO THE CAB! I'M NOT GONNA MISS THIS ONE FOR YOUR GIRLS, I'M LEAVING YOU!" HEY MOTHAFUKER, GET BACK OVER HERE NOW!!! (My buddy runs back into the cab, looks at Rog, we all look at Rog, we think, 'what the hell has happened to this mad man). GET IN AND CLOSE THE ....... DOOR NOW!!! I GOT A RACE TO CATCH AND I'M NOT MISSING IT FOR YOU DRUNK MOTHAFUCKERS!!!!
(Silence) Nobody said a word, no peeps, nothing until we got back to camp.
In the morning, after a piercing hang-over and head-ache, we started to laugh at Roger, making fun of him for completely coming unglued and totally loosing his cool. Great laugh!
(After a few cups of coffee and some gratuitous breakfast alcohol in the form of beer (best thing to kill a hang-over), he got his sense of humor back).
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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Traverser @ Jul 31 2008, 07:54 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>Cool ....!!! Roger, bet that cabby will never forget you.
Jason Lee, you should have asked him to leave the voice mail greeting on your phone.
he was as pissed as they were
Jason Lee, you should have asked him to leave the voice mail greeting on your phone.
he was as pissed as they were
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Just brillant Jumkie
I can't wait for the next one.
I can't wait for the next one.
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what jumkie failed to tell you was what happened before we went out to the club.
we were sat about at our camp having a couple of drinks and i was starting to fall asleep due to jet lag and getting totally smashed the night before, so smashed i woke up in the RV doorway the following morning with no memory of how i got there
any way jumkie said why dont you go and get some sleep. i didnt want to be a party pooper but wanted to be fresh for the race sunday. anyway i had been asleep for a short while when jerry one of jumkies mate came in shouting "yo rog get ya ... up were going clubbing" i got up with half my brain still asleep and one eye refusing to open . then a huge shot glass full of tequila was thrust under my nose. i said no thanks as i was still half asleep. anyway they were all giving me loads of pier pressure so i gave in not wanting to look soft in front of the mexicans and downed it in one. i got to taste that shot several times during that night as my body was trying to reject it . i dont normally drink spirit for good reason, but 2 days of navy rum and jumkies finest tequila was taking its toll on this poor old beer drinker.....good times and good memorys
we were sat about at our camp having a couple of drinks and i was starting to fall asleep due to jet lag and getting totally smashed the night before, so smashed i woke up in the RV doorway the following morning with no memory of how i got there
any way jumkie said why dont you go and get some sleep. i didnt want to be a party pooper but wanted to be fresh for the race sunday. anyway i had been asleep for a short while when jerry one of jumkies mate came in shouting "yo rog get ya ... up were going clubbing" i got up with half my brain still asleep and one eye refusing to open . then a huge shot glass full of tequila was thrust under my nose. i said no thanks as i was still half asleep. anyway they were all giving me loads of pier pressure so i gave in not wanting to look soft in front of the mexicans and downed it in one. i got to taste that shot several times during that night as my body was trying to reject it . i dont normally drink spirit for good reason, but 2 days of navy rum and jumkies finest tequila was taking its toll on this poor old beer drinker.....good times and good memorys
this thread is so good i,m just gonna have to pin it for now. we have a ways to go before brno & everyone including myself are really enjoying this most excellent saga! so it'll be at the top!!! damn i'd love to do donny next year if everyone were up for it! by hook or by crook i'd try!!!
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (frosty58 @ Jul 31 2008, 11:47 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>oh yeah.... i changed the threads name too...
It should be most excellent adventure though
This thread is <span style="color:#000000<span style="font-size:14pt;line-height:100%EPIC
It should be most excellent adventure though
This thread is <span style="color:#000000<span style="font-size:14pt;line-height:100%EPIC
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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (frosty58 @ Jul 31 2008, 02:44 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>this thread is so good i,m just gonna have to pin it for now. we have a ways to go before brno & everyone including myself are really enjoying this most excellent saga! so it'll be at the top!!! damn i'd love to do donny next year if everyone were up for it! by hook or by crook i'd try!!!
Thanks Frost. Feel honored. We should hook up at Indy. I have my flight (no tix yet, but I go general admin anyway, no frills, I let the booze fill in the gaps).
Here is a nice pic of Roger with his new fav rider's flag. The plan work!
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Thanks Frost. Feel honored. We should hook up at Indy. I have my flight (no tix yet, but I go general admin anyway, no frills, I let the booze fill in the gaps).
Here is a nice pic of Roger with his new fav rider's flag. The plan work!
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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (Jumkie @ Jul 31 2008, 08:50 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>Thanks Frost. Feel honored. We should hook up at Indy. I have my flight (no tix yet, but I go general admin anyway, no frills, I let the booze fill in the gaps).
Here is a nice pic of Roger with his new fav rider's flag. The plan work!
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man Jum, you trying to kill us or what
if I get any more envious, I might just croak right here and now
Here is a nice pic of Roger with his new fav rider's flag. The plan work!
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if I get any more envious, I might just croak right here and now
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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (roger-m @ Jul 31 2008, 01:38 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>what jumkie failed to tell you was what happened before we went out to the club.
we were sat about at our camp having a couple of drinks and i was starting to fall asleep due to jet lag and getting totally smashed the night before, so smashed i woke up in the RV doorway the following morning with no memory of how i got there
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<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE (roger-m @ Jul 31 2008, 01:38 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}><div class='quotemain'>any way jumkie said why dont you go and get some sleep. i didnt want to be a party pooper but wanted to be fresh for the race sunday. anyway i had been asleep for a short while when jerry one of jumkies mate came in shouting "yo rog get ya ... up were going clubbing" i got up with half my brain still asleep and one eye refusing to open . then a huge shot glass full of tequila was thrust under my nose.
Its true though, Roger was a good sport and trying to stay up, but his body started to shut down. It was nice of him for getting up and going to the club on night two of our trip, on the heals of a total drunken stupor the previous night. Rog fell asleep as he said, to try and recover a bit before we went out again. Of course, when he was sleeping like a baby and snoring like a sasquatch, we took a few pics of him while one of us was....EDIT--Comments removed to protect the innocent. We decide to keep the pics a secret. How can you blame us really, keep in mind, after that total melt down he had, we were not sure if we wanted to cross that line again, so we decided it might be best to keep it to ourselves. The photo was subsequently deleted.
Disclaimer: Sorry about the teaser, but really, there are limits to what I can post. The pic you see above is one that was taken while we were doing some rather embarrassing shenanigans. I’ll leave it up to you guys to imagine. The pic above was taken to capture a bit of the reactions from my buddies, which may serve as a clue, one of my buddies didn't even want to look (he still wasn't sure Rog wasn't a serial killer and didn't want any part of this).
we were sat about at our camp having a couple of drinks and i was starting to fall asleep due to jet lag and getting totally smashed the night before, so smashed i woke up in the RV doorway the following morning with no memory of how i got there
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Its true though, Roger was a good sport and trying to stay up, but his body started to shut down. It was nice of him for getting up and going to the club on night two of our trip, on the heals of a total drunken stupor the previous night. Rog fell asleep as he said, to try and recover a bit before we went out again. Of course, when he was sleeping like a baby and snoring like a sasquatch, we took a few pics of him while one of us was....EDIT--Comments removed to protect the innocent. We decide to keep the pics a secret. How can you blame us really, keep in mind, after that total melt down he had, we were not sure if we wanted to cross that line again, so we decided it might be best to keep it to ourselves. The photo was subsequently deleted.
Disclaimer: Sorry about the teaser, but really, there are limits to what I can post. The pic you see above is one that was taken while we were doing some rather embarrassing shenanigans. I’ll leave it up to you guys to imagine. The pic above was taken to capture a bit of the reactions from my buddies, which may serve as a clue, one of my buddies didn't even want to look (he still wasn't sure Rog wasn't a serial killer and didn't want any part of this).
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Its true though, Roger was a good sport and trying to stay up, but his body started to shut down. It was nice of him for getting up and going to the club on night two of our trip, on the heals of a total drunken stupor the previous night. Rog fell aslep as he said, to try and recover a bit before we went out again. Of course, when he was sleeping like a baby and snoring like a sasquatch, we took a few pics of him while one of use was....EDIT--Comments removed to protect the innocent. But after that total melt down he had, we decided it might be best to keep it to our selfs. The photo was subsequently deleted.
Disclaimer: Sorry about the teaser, but really, there are limits to what I can post. The pic you see above is one that was taken while we were doing some rather embarrassing shenanigans. I'll leave it up to you guys to imagine. The pic above was taken to capture a bit of the reactions from my buddies, which may serve as a clue, one of my buddies didn't even want to look (he still wasn't sure Rog wasn't a serial killer and didn't want any part of this).
runk_Rog.JPG]Its true though, Roger was a good sport and trying to stay up, but his body started to shut down. It was nice of him for getting up and going to the club on night two of our trip, on the heals of a total drunken stupor the previous night. Rog fell aslep as he said, to try and recover a bit before we went out again. Of course, when he was sleeping like a baby and snoring like a sasquatch, we took a few pics of him while one of use was....EDIT--Comments removed to protect the innocent. But after that total melt down he had, we decided it might be best to keep it to our selfs. The photo was subsequently deleted.
Disclaimer: Sorry about the teaser, but really, there are limits to what I can post. The pic you see above is one that was taken while we were doing some rather embarrassing shenanigans. I'll leave it up to you guys to imagine. The pic above was taken to capture a bit of the reactions from my buddies, which may serve as a clue, one of my buddies didn't even want to look (he still wasn't sure Rog wasn't a serial killer and didn't want any part of this).
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Here is another true story. I'm calling this one 'The Hi-Five of Near Death.'
So we are standing next to the MotoGP garages trying to get a glimpse of the riders along the railing. Here are a few pics to give you an idea the of the crowds we had to fight off to snap a picture of a rider.
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Then after waiting and waiting, ah we get to see somebody we recognize. Everybody starts saying, its Lorenzo, so more people rush the rail and we fight to get a glimpse. Roger and I wiggle our way up to the rail and see him coming down.
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Keep in mind, this is right before the race. Literally minutes before the start. Yet, he stops to take a moment to sign an autograph! (I'm not a fan, but this goes a long way for respect, and he's got mine).
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So he continues to come toward us. I keep snapping pics and just then Roger sticks out his hand...and Lorenzo looks right at him, dawns a big ... smile which turns into a laugh. Side note: I'm not sure if you guys are aware, but Roger's four front teeth are a dingy shade of off-white, but the rest of his teeth are gold-plated (not kidding, he looks like a ....... rapper when he breaks out a big ... smile.) I'm thinking this is what Lorenzo saw and couldn't help but laugh his ... off. This or perhaps tickled that Rog being a grown ....... man, is yelling out his name like he's a groupie for a boy band. So Jorge reaches out right to Rog and gives him a hi-five! Keep in mind, Roger is a big hefty guy and Jorge is an inch and 5 pounds bigger than dwarf Peders. So that hi-five jolts Jorge! ....... Roger starts smiling like a 13 year old girl, turns to me and says, "Did you see that?!?" I say, 'well i'm standing right next to you, how could I miss it? I says, 'not only did I see that, but I got your ....... hand reaching out in my picture!'
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(By the way, remember the guy in the yellow shirt in every pic with Jorge, well that's Lorenzo's personal bodyguard. Keep him in mind for reference below).
Well remember, I'm calling this story 'The Handshake of Near Death'
Lets continue for an explanation.....
So we run out of the paddock and up to the hill to see the race. All happy because we saw the riders before the race, and Roger still smiling from that personal 'hi-five' he got. Opening ceremonies start, the national anthem is sung, and bam the race starts....cheers all around.
Then, ah man!
LINK
Holy ....!!!!
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I turn to Roger, dude, what the .... did you do? Did you break his hand with that hi-five? You're bad luck man! Hey everybody, don't touch Roger, he's ....... bad luck! We all break out laughing giving Rog .... .... .....
Seriously, the very next picture we snapped after the race as we rushed the paddock was this next picture:
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Its poor Lorenzo (see his personal guard, his back to the pic). Well they had Lorenzo wrapped up like a mummy, no ..... They didn't want anybody snapping pictures of him so they wrapped him up in sheets and rushed him away. It was rather surreal and made me cringe to see him wrapped up like a dead man. Just moments before, while in the paddock, he was walking cheerfully toward his garage, signing autographs and giving "special" fans hi-fives and .....
Once we knew he was ok, we resumed the berating of Rog and how he might have caused poor Jorge some bad luck with that ‘Hi-Five of Near Death.’
You thought I was lying, eh...
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Come on Rog, tell them the, 'that .... is gangsta' story.
So we are standing next to the MotoGP garages trying to get a glimpse of the riders along the railing. Here are a few pics to give you an idea the of the crowds we had to fight off to snap a picture of a rider.
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SC_0363.JPG]Then after waiting and waiting, ah we get to see somebody we recognize. Everybody starts saying, its Lorenzo, so more people rush the rail and we fight to get a glimpse. Roger and I wiggle our way up to the rail and see him coming down.
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SC_0367.JPG]4227
SC_0368.JPG]Keep in mind, this is right before the race. Literally minutes before the start. Yet, he stops to take a moment to sign an autograph! (I'm not a fan, but this goes a long way for respect, and he's got mine).
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SC_0369.JPG]So he continues to come toward us. I keep snapping pics and just then Roger sticks out his hand...and Lorenzo looks right at him, dawns a big ... smile which turns into a laugh. Side note: I'm not sure if you guys are aware, but Roger's four front teeth are a dingy shade of off-white, but the rest of his teeth are gold-plated (not kidding, he looks like a ....... rapper when he breaks out a big ... smile.) I'm thinking this is what Lorenzo saw and couldn't help but laugh his ... off. This or perhaps tickled that Rog being a grown ....... man, is yelling out his name like he's a groupie for a boy band. So Jorge reaches out right to Rog and gives him a hi-five! Keep in mind, Roger is a big hefty guy and Jorge is an inch and 5 pounds bigger than dwarf Peders. So that hi-five jolts Jorge! ....... Roger starts smiling like a 13 year old girl, turns to me and says, "Did you see that?!?" I say, 'well i'm standing right next to you, how could I miss it? I says, 'not only did I see that, but I got your ....... hand reaching out in my picture!'
4229:Handshake_of_death.JPG]
(By the way, remember the guy in the yellow shirt in every pic with Jorge, well that's Lorenzo's personal bodyguard. Keep him in mind for reference below).
Well remember, I'm calling this story 'The Handshake of Near Death'
Lets continue for an explanation.....
So we run out of the paddock and up to the hill to see the race. All happy because we saw the riders before the race, and Roger still smiling from that personal 'hi-five' he got. Opening ceremonies start, the national anthem is sung, and bam the race starts....cheers all around.
Then, ah man!
LINK
Holy ....!!!!
4231:jorge_lo...o_motogp.jpg]
I turn to Roger, dude, what the .... did you do? Did you break his hand with that hi-five? You're bad luck man! Hey everybody, don't touch Roger, he's ....... bad luck! We all break out laughing giving Rog .... .... .....
Seriously, the very next picture we snapped after the race as we rushed the paddock was this next picture:
4230
SC_0450.JPG]Its poor Lorenzo (see his personal guard, his back to the pic). Well they had Lorenzo wrapped up like a mummy, no ..... They didn't want anybody snapping pictures of him so they wrapped him up in sheets and rushed him away. It was rather surreal and made me cringe to see him wrapped up like a dead man. Just moments before, while in the paddock, he was walking cheerfully toward his garage, signing autographs and giving "special" fans hi-fives and .....
Once we knew he was ok, we resumed the berating of Rog and how he might have caused poor Jorge some bad luck with that ‘Hi-Five of Near Death.’
You thought I was lying, eh...
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Come on Rog, tell them the, 'that .... is gangsta' story.
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While I'd laugh too, if I saw a big, hairy British man, with gold teeth in the middle of California acting like a little girl.
