Thread: Dave's Trip to Denver

Dave, here in the states we call those greeters and doormen.

Originally Posted by Al Wilson 4 Mayor

Dave, here in the states we call those greeters and doormen.

Greeters and doormen?

The guys outside the front clubs?

Originally Posted by Valar Morghulis

Greeters and doormen?

The guys outside the front clubs?

No my friend, the hooker and drug user, as you so inaccurately described them.

I woke up in my motel room, fearing that i had slept in a bed previously soiled by the bunch of homeless bums that were clearly holed up in my room prior to my arrival. A quick shower after a hunt for a Brown Recluse (true story - Davii warned me this new world was a dangerous place!)

I went straight to An American Diner - for pancakes for breakfast, here i was given my free coffee refill that for some reason really excited me.

Then it was off to 16th St Mall - which was a truly pleasant place. Here i saw lots of awesome things including

• A man playing chess whilst wearing a racoon skin hat
• Cops on segways
• A strange man screaming "shoe shine" in my face
• A party for the fireman at larimer sq
• A starbucks with quadruple the selection we have in the UK
• A group of the homeless bums that were previously living in my motel room seemed to have congregated near the bottom of the mall

Then it was away to the stadium and the stadium shop. Magnificent. Enough said.

On route i devoured a Vegan Hot Dog from some dude in the street - it was impressive.

From here i visited Twisted Kilt and a sports bar that reminded me of Cheers, unfortunately nobody knew my name.

After that - Red Rocks.

Pics to follow.

I had trouble understanding Dave at first. But I felt like the more I drank, the more I understood him.

Originally Posted by Dapper Dan

I had trouble understanding Dave at first. But I felt like the more I drank, the more I understood him.

Originally Posted by Dapper Dan

I had trouble understanding Dave at first. But I felt like the more I drank, the more I understood him.

He sounded 100% Scottish in one of the Instagram videos.

Originally Posted by Slick

He sounded 100% Scottish in one of the Instagram videos.

I think they call it 200 proof.

So i woke up fairly early with a banging headache after my couple of beers the night before

I logged onto BroncosForums to find a very aggressive message from Dog telling me to get my ass out to Dillon - so naturally i obliged.

The drive out there in itself was really quite breathtaking, i liked the "run away truck lane" and i was quite impressed by the "eisenhower??" tunnel that looks like someone blasted all the way through the rocky mountains

when i got to the resovoir i thought that it would be an excellent place to dispose of the bodies

I had a walk through dillon, then headed back, it was on the way back that i realised that your speed limits appear to be optional - a truck over took me so i realised then that i needed to put my foot down!

When i got back, it was nearly time to meet Spiker, so i quickly showered, waxed and made myself comfortable, he told me he would be bringing his friend, which i thought was a bit presumptuous, but i thought what the hell - why not. When the door of my motel went, i was unsure if it was spiker or a pimp looking for his hookers, fortunately it was spiker and his pal - the amazing bob.

They came into my motel, helped me dispose of another body, smoked some crack, had their way with me and left. As soon as they left, i went to bed to recover - and the door went again. Bob and Spiker had decided to take me under their wing for the day and took me out to dove valley, to an enormous walmart, to a nice restaurant for lunch and then up to look out mountain. Whilst at lookout mountain, they treated me to a root beer float, a raccoon skin hat and bob also gave me a gift of a denver broncos cheerleader calendar.

Later that night, i went to the Buffs game, but because i was so tired and because of the lightening delay i ended up leaving and heading back to my motel for a relatively early night.

I regret going up to folsom field and not to the yard house as i never got to meet dog or joe.

Pics to follow.