Nicknames....Part III

Ahh Craigers...glad you came to give some input on the nicknames. Yes, THANK GOD for us...I mean how ever would these boys we entertained??? I would like to add a couple more points on nicknames....Why dont we rewind to this past July? I remember always thinking it was funny to call Martin's coach driver/golf cart driver - Tuna - "Toonces". Just like the old SNL skit about the cat that could drive a car...remeber "Toonces the driving cat"? Had a nice little theme song....I remember being at the bud bistro, getting some bloody marys from our favorite bartender Janelle...Tuna (aka Toonces) and Tool (aka Tits McGee) always would literally "tool around" in the black/flamed golfcart. We alwasy saw them together so after a few drinks Toonces/Tool would sometimes be hard to differenciate.

Fast forward to a few more bloodys later. Darlynn attemped to ask where "Toonces the driving cat, and Tool" were?....and somehow or another- what came out of her mouth, would become one of the funniest things, to this day, that will bring me to the ground laughing. She very innocently asked "I wonder where Toonces the Toolsy Cat is?"

TOONCES, THE TOOLSY CAT? Did you just actually say that Craig? Yes, she replied..Toonces the Toolsy Cat. We both thought about it for a second......looked at each other, and never again would be the same.

Next, came the song. Its hard to sing on "type"...but the boys know it, and man did they hear it every 47 seconds, cause we couldnt stop singing it, and laughing about it like it was the funniest thing ever in the history of comedy.

One more July story about nicknames. Friday night before the Coke 400. It was July 4th, Darlynn had several activities going on that day- so me and Megan were on our own. After meeting our darling friend Knuckles for dinner/drinks at The Deck down under - (along with all the DEI people having a company dinner and Reegs and his girl Megan and crew) we went for some late night drinking at a friendly establishment called - YaYa's.

I proceed to drink everything at the bar. Beer, vodka, shots of jagermeister...NOT JAGABAAAMS, some other shots that people bought us...everything..you get the picture. Fast forward to Ally interpertive dancing to an Aerosmith song, or maybe a country song...who knows. But it was pretty stupid for the most part. My neices boyfriend Eric drove my car home that night...thank god. Go to sleep- wake up 10:00am. (Race day) Still HAMMERED.

We get to the track around 6 or so. We have learned our lesson not to go to the track at 3pm- so we can melt in the 100 degree florida July heat. NOT FUN. I am hurting....like bad. My head hurts, my body hurts from my "Dancing with the Stars" routine I pulled the night before, and we wont even get started on my stomach. We take a lap thru the gee-rage....Ok, here come the looks again. Its those 3 girls. Sheesh...i feel like crap. Stop staring at me already! We make our way over to our guys in the 1 team. Smiles galore..."hello ladies how are you feeling today?" Megan and Darlynn are in wonderful shape, looking beautiful, as per usual. Then you have me...I have a puss on, and I am feeling like Ass on Wheels. Bono walks up to greet us, to which we are always so happy to see our Bonsey poops. "HEY UNCLE DRUNKLE- HOW YOU FEELIN?" - everyone busts out laughing. Including me....I was like - UM did you just call me, "Uncle Drunkle?"- He told me he loved my interperative dance, and I was very enertaining. Thank god I didnt make an ass of myself or anything.....

Ally= Uncle Drunkle.

edited on 8/28/08
Megan= The New One
Darlynn= The Other One

I guess I have a nickname too - that is not Allyrockr.

Step it up ladies. We need them to give you 2 nicknames!

Thank you, goodnite.