...Try Jack and ICE

For the second year, on the Saturday night before Mardi Gras, Erin and I were invited to her parent's friend Cecil's house to celebrate Mardi Gras. Now, as I am sure most are thinking, "McGee, why the hell are you writing a blog about a Mardi Gras party full of 50 year old people?". My responses to that is simple...read on...

To give you a quick recap, the 2005 edition of this party ended up being a wild time. Cecil spares no expense on this party and it really is an impressive party. 2005 included a full bar, a miget, and a girl I went to college with that was a stripper. Yeah, I know...

Anywho, to set the stage, Cecil lives in a very upscale neighborhood outside of Columbia in a house that probably runs around 700k. He decorates the house in full Mardi Gras decor and has the entire event catered. Low country boil, beef tenderloin, and massive fruit arrangement and chocolate fondue. He also has a full open bar with mostly top shelf liquors that flow pretty freely. Upon arriving at his house this year we were greeted at the door by Cecil and told that the "competition" this year was as follows. For every shot you take, you get a set of blue beads, the person with the most beads at 3 certain times of the night would win a prize. Cecil then looked at us and said with a wink "You should be able to find the shot girls".

WWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.... Lets just say the shot girls were showing most of their ASSets... The girls were actually "dancers" at the "bar" that Cecil and some of his buddies "frequent". They were in their "work attire".

After a quick shot to start the night, we made our way to the bar to assess the situation. It didn't take long for us to locate the group that got pretty out of hand last year. Needless to say, they were happy to see us and the formalities of reintroducing each other didn't take long. One of my personal favorites was a man named Ed, who kept us in tears last year with his stories. While talking to Ed later that evening, he asked me to hold his drink while he grabbed something off his plate. The following conversation insued.

Ed: "Marc, you mind holding my cup for me"
Me: "Sure Ed, whatcha drinkin'? A little Jack and water"
(Note: This was a 12 oz. Solo cup that was mostly full containing "beverage" and ice)
Ed: "Try Jack and ICE.."
Me: "Oh..."

Ed then proceeded to launch into the story that his beloved Jack Daniel Black Label, which was 90 Proof, had been merged with Jack Daniel Green Label, which was 80 Proof to form a mix that was a mere 86 Proof. Ed, unamused, had called 411 and tracked down the number of the distillery and finally managed to get ahold of the secretary of the VP of marketing. I don't do the story just, but it was classic.

The night became too much though and eventually we ended up leaving around 11:30 after hearing a couple of the guys start to tell about their sex lives...That's a story for another day though and not on the blog.

Upon telling Nuts this story his response was "Dude, How do I get on THAT guest list". Lord onl knows...

PS. St. Patty's day is in 16 days in Savannah....I can't wait