| Don't drink and hug |
| Written by DJ Spiess | ||
| Wednesday, 01 October 2008 | ||
We’ve all been there before. A few too many drinks you start feeling a bit friendly and the next thing you know you’re a scary hug monster.
The hug monster I remember returning to Colorado for Christmas Break in college. I had moved from Colorado when I was a freshman in high school, and it was a good five years since I had seen anyone from Pueblo. I met up with an old friend and we hit a keg party. What happened next could only happen in a B-movie comedy. ![]() Come here and give me a hug!! I heard this yell. Not a “hey howzit going” yell. It was the blood curdling battle cry you make before charging the well defended fort on a hill. I looked over and saw this six-for-five wall charging towards me. I’m only 5-11 so I prepared for the worst, and started to make my peace. I was going to be hit. Before I could defend myself, the wall was picking me up in a bear hug screaming “DEEGE!!!!” Turns out it was an old friend of mine who I had not talked to since I moved to Arizona. He was much smaller when I moved, and he wasn’t attacking me - per se. He wanted to give me a hug. You know the type. A few beers and you have to bear hug everyone type. This is not the “cute-girl-hug-at-the-end-of-the-night” hug. This is the “oh-gawd-get-off-me” bear hug. That was my friend. Assaut of a police officerThis brings us to today’s beer nut. I picture this beer nut belonging to the latter “oh-gawd-get-off-me” huggy type. Twenty-one year old Luke Schreder, after a night of drinking of course, decided the local Iowa City police officer needed a hug. Hilarity ensued. (Source: DesMoinesRegister.com) Related Articles
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