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Drunk friend reveals desire to locate Denny's after this
January 10, 2008 | Issue 5-02
“I definitely have to get some Denny’s in me when we leave,” said Hudlin, who
thinks there is one on Veterans Parkway, but agreed with friends that he might
be thinking of Bob Evans instead.
“All I need is some Moons Over My Hammy,” added the Hudlin, who can not recall
if there is a Denny’s on the bottom floor of the Holiday Inn by the Interstate.
“He just keeps begging me to drive him to a Denny’s,” said Greg Braswell,
Hudlin’s friend. “I guess I will since a few of us are up for going.”
In a discussion with other friends at Mulligan’s, Braswell talked about his
preference for the Grand Slam breakfast, prompting Hudlin to swing a pretend
baseball bat and round fictional bases with his arms raised.
“Out of the park,” shouted Hudson, referencing his invisible bases-clearing
blast. “Whoooooo.”
Braswell, who plans to eventually escort the intoxicated 27-year-old on a search
for a Denny’s, said this is not the first time Hudlin has wanted a specific
cuisine after several drinks.
“Last time he got like this he wouldn’t shut up about wanting a Taco Bell
Gordita,” said Braswell. “At least I knew where Taco Bell was.”
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