I need to figure out how to put pictures into this thing because today we went to Biloxi for cruisin the coast. Picture thousands of classic cars pumped up, gassed up and ready to throw down. I saw Shelby Cobras, Mustangs of all classic years, Corvettes, Belairs and Cameros to name a few. Every car dropping gears and burning rubber to impress the crowds.
After a bit of looking and ooohhhing we decided to grab a drink and call up J.D to meet us. Met up for drinks at a place called Shaggies, where people hand the bartender their personal coozie and they open and place the beers in them. These people always have at least one coozie on them at all times. JD showed up and it was all stories of old and the good times we have all had together.
After the bar the sun went down and the breeze became chilly we headed over to Ocean Springs and Government street. Its like aggieville but better restaurants and just a long street. We met up with all of JD's fly boys at a place called Government Street Grocery Store. Cool little place, great burgers, and our server looked like Elvis Presley's illegitimate child, sounded like it too. Anyway i got the Grocery burger, Angus beef patty, bacon, provolone & american cheese creole mustard mayo with lettuce, tomato, and grilled onions. Yup a solid drunk burger, everything you need to hate you day tomorrow. JD, on the other hand, picked something that nearly killed him the next day. He got the Grocery Fries, plate of fries smothered in rotel cheese, chili, jalapeno, sour cream and green onions with an extra side of cheese sauce. At about 80% completion his friend goes,
"Hey don't you have PT tomorrow at 6:30?"
"No.... wait, oh crap we have to run the bridge!!" he looks at the fries, "Well this isn't going to get any worse." and finishes the plate. The bridge is a 4+ mile run with long stretches of uphill.
After a few more cocktails, stories, shots and fries we decided to call it a night. Headed home stuffed and tired but ready for a great day out tomorrow.
Stewart
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