AFAAOCSAAABAS

Parts 60-64: DASAAAOSSBASANAD, This Again... Surprise..., Drive of Doom

Part 61: Dave and Sardi's Alcohol Addiction and Overbearing Sickness Starring Blaze as Sardiniastan and Noomy as Dave (DASAAAOSSBASANAD)

Said "das-a-os-bas-an-ad"

SR: (looking around at all the restaurants) so many to choose from...
DV: euhhhh... how about the blue one!!
SR: i like blue!!
DV: yeah yeah yeah!! lets gooo!!
SR: (walks into the restaurant and asks for a table for two)
Restaurant man: you can follow me to your seats
(He walks them over to a window table facing one of the luxurious pools)
DV: woahhhh.. sardi you didn't tell me there was pools!!
SR: you are the one that was reading the card!!
DV: oh yeah..
RM: (places two menus down on the table) i will be back to take your orders shortly
SR: (plops down in one of the chairs and begins to look over the menu)
DV: (thoroughly reading through the menu)
SR: ummm... dave....
errrr
I dont know what any if this says...
DV: ehh.. it is kinda confusing...
SR: (looking down at the table) I truly dont know how to read..
DV: you can't?!
SR: (hanging her head and shaking it no)
DV: don't worry! i'm sure we'll find a way to teach you!!!
SR: thats what they have said for years...
DV: ...oh
well it doesn't matter! because I will find a way to teach you! no matter what!!!
RM: have you figured out what you want yet?
DV: euhhh... EVERYTHING!! except the salads no salads
SR: make that two!!
RM:...
Okay then... it will be out... errr.. eventually...
DV: man am i hungry..
SR: (patting her belly) im always hungry...
im making up for all those years I didn't have food to eat
DV: hey sardi, do you ever think-
SR: no
DV: .....
SR: (stares blankly at him)
DV: (slightly concerned look)
SR: ...
DV: anyways
the food's gonna be really good, i hope!
SR: i sure hope it is!
RM: (comes back with a tray full of colorful, odd smelling drinks)
Here is your drinks...
DV: euhhh.. what is this??
RM: your... drinks...
You said you wanted two of everything...
DV: drinks?? what kind? i really like chocolate milk!
RM: ...
Are you messing with me right now?
These are hand crafted adult beverages, inspired by tropical beaches around the world
DV: they kinda stink
blechhh.. that is NOT a good smell.
SR: I cant smell anything bad!
And the look good so, thank you!!
RM: (rolls his eyes and walks away)
DV: uhhhh...
SR: (grabs one of the many glasses littering their table and takes a big gulp of it)
ERRRRREEEEEIII! Thatsa spiccyyyyy!!!
DV: whattt!! drinks cant be spicy!!
SR: (goes after another drink) er its not like spicy but it burns! But its a good burn!
DV: save some for meee....
SR: oh dave I wouldn't drink ALL of the drinks without you...
DV: whats the spicy one? i wanna try!!!
SR: (her face scrunch up after drinking the other drink) i think all of them are...
DV: why are you even drinking them? they smell gross...
SR: cuz im thirsty...
DV: is there water??
SR: I thought you didn't like water
DV: ummm
i lied!!!!
SR: oh
Figures
(Searches threw the glasses) ah! Here's a water! (Hands him a tiny glass full of clear liquid)
DV: (he drinks it in a flash)
(he falls onto the floor)
SR: DAVE ARE YOU OKAY!!
DV: its SPICY!!!!
SR: oh stop being such a drama queen!
(Lifts him up onto the chair)
See, still not even heavy smh... what is Astrodude and his wife even TALKING ABOUT!!
DV: yech... this is NOT water...
RM: (sensing the previous commotion)
Is everything alright?
(He is setting plates down onto the table with appetizers)
DV: WHAT ARE THESE DRINKS!!
RM: they are Alcoholic drinks! Do you want me to bring you some waters?
DV: yes, please...
RM: ill be right back
SR: (salivating over the food)
DV: these drinks are horrible..
SR: you dont have to drink them
(She is slightly slurring her words together)
(She beings digging into the basket of chips and salsa placed infront of her)
DV: (eating a buncha nachoes) they kinda taste good somehow,,,,
SR: its like a good burn, and they have a nice flavor
RM: (places two waters down)
Enjoying the appetizers?
DV: mhmmm! (downing another drink)
RM: thats nice to hear. Your main course should be out in uh,
Eventually
(He walks away)
DV: eventually??
SR: he is already gone...
(She beings eating some buffalo dip)
Dude.. all this food is delish!
DV: aaayyyyyup!! (all the nachoes are gone)
SR: awww I didn't get to try any nachos...
DV: huehuehue... sorry, sardiii.
SR: it okay dave...
(She grabs another drink and slurps it down)
DV: (fifth drink) woahhhh.. these are really good...
SR: (super slurred) hey dave... whose your hot friend over there... he look just like you...
DV: wohaoh... really??
SR: yeahhhhh...
(Goes to grab another drink but misses the glass)
DV: (faceplants into the nacho basket)
SR: (shocked) whuuh? Nap time? Already? Okay.. (faceplants also)
RM: (around 10 minutes later) and heres your food..
Oh..
DV: (snoring)
SR: (moans a bit) thankks...
RM: imma just let you to be for a bit...
DV: (face covered in nachos)
SR: our foooooood came
DV: (stirring awake) hhhuuhh? oh!! yayya!!!
SR: (digging into her burger)
Oh my... this is amazing...
DV: whatd we order again??
SR: everthin...
DV: woooo... i dunno if i can eat all that...
SR: come on dave..  i know you can do it..
(She has moved on to a quesadilla; her face is covered in food scraps)
DV: my hed hurts
SR: mine does to...
DV: can.. can we go back to our room...
SR: i guess so...
(She places 200 dollars onto the table, picks up some plates of food to take with her and help dave back up to their room)
DV: sardi, im gonna be sick....
SR: Hold it in till we get to out room..
DV: uuurrghhh...
SR: (walks faster) comon dave... just a little further...
(opens the door to the room, places the plates on a table and takes dave to the toilet)
DV: (vomits)
SR: (standing by his side, holding back his front tuft of hair)
DV: oouururgghh.. my stomach...
SR: nrhgggg... i dont feel so well either....
(vomits, but she misses and throws up onto dave)
DV: ewwwwww
what was even in those drinks??
SR: what ever it was, it wasnt good
(Projectile vomits agian)
DV: ewww, gross...
SR: im sorry dave... i just cant he-BLEURGHHHHHHHHH
DV: sardi.. stop it... you're going to make mBLEEEUUUURGRGHHH
SR: (finally gets it into the toilet) BLARRGGGG
DV: euhhhuhh... sardi, i dont feel so good...
SR: i know you dont feel well...
DV: sardi i think im gonna.. (he passes out onto the floor)
SR: oh no-BLEAURHGGGGGGG
(passes out, hanging over the toilet)