Earlier tonight I had decided that I wanted to go somewhere where I might be able to see some hot Latin ladies and ended up at a Mexican restaurant on the edge of downtown. When I walked in there were Mariachis playing and the restaurant had a great ambiance. Moments later, however, it became obvious to me that there were not any hot Latin ladies at this restaurant and to make things worse, the host was an asshole. This put me in a really bad mood and caused me to loose my appetite for Mexican food. Being upset with this jerk at the front door and now feeling a need for some form of vengeance, I thought it would be a good form of expression towards my displeasure if I just ordered a hamburger in a Mexican restaurant. The moment I placed my order the entire restaurant fell completely silent. One of the Mariachis fainted and fell on his horn, which prompted a call to 911. The manager threatened to throw me out and the other Mariachis demanded that I pay for their compadres horn. The police showed up and of course it was a pair of Hispanic officers that were on a mission to show the "gringo" a lesson. Fortunately, I was on call at the emergency room tonight and when my pager activated, I was allowed to escape. Unfortunately, the reason I was being paged from the emergency room was because that is where the ambulance had taken the Mariachi guy that had fainted and impaled himself on his horn. The staff was not sure how to approach an incident where there was an embedded horn to be extracted from a mariachi's gut.
When I arrived there was already a two-foot high pile of little shiny chains and rooster buttons on the floor. The nurse had a screwdriver trying to pry the Mariachi's cactus belt buckle open, for reasons I am not yet sure about. We finally got the horn removed from his gut but then discovered that the spot where the horn's mouthpiece was had made his tattoo of the Virgin de Guadalupe look like she had a tongue piercing and was sticking her tongue out. We called in a local tattoo artist to correct this problem. The tattoo guy ended up making $5,000 from the family and friends of the Mariachi guy, as well as the emergency room staff. We all ended up having a good laugh and the Mariachi guy has a hot sister that I hooked up with. What a night.
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