The missing sentence in the above title is “without enough lump sum money”. After finishing reading this article you probably won’t believe me. I encourage you to view the videos.

The episode started downtown Kent, with Steve and John, after a long drinking beer-based binge. Around 2am we were ready to leave the pub when we decided to eat some gyros –a burrito-like sandwich, those that like to disasemble in your hand as you try to eat them. Then, the drunk was spotted:

 The puking point was close. Actually, it happened literally around the corner after some minutes. Some unloading began half-way out from the pub’s door. The rest was captured in this now-mythic image:

But that was not the end of this poor’s guy night. That pal woke up and somehow found the door’s pub again, then he waited in for another round –of beer or puke. That was when Steve made the call. He called the cops and, amazingly they arrived in about 3 minutes. First they scanned from outside; the street’s puke was the unmistakeable GPS signal. After the “Ok-there-is-someone drunk-around-that-ate-broccoli” confirmation, the cops rushed inside the bar. Even in his drunk state, the cops couldn’t spot the culprit right away –he was seamlessly camuflaged between the other half-drunken people around. Steve did the honors: he cleared the way with a finger tip. A tower-like cop –about 2meters height- approached the drunk and some type of conversation took place. It was mintues away before having him arrested but allowing him going to jail with his ordered pizza from the pub -fullfilling the classical american manners. Then, the night's apoteosis took place: 

In our way out, some teens wondered if the puke was indeed broccoli or Caesar’s lettuce, to what Steve told the guy: - I give you $5 if you find out with your bare hands…

-I can’t see the money…I can’t see the money! The guy answered.

Then, Steve made the honors and drawed some filthy five one-dollar bills. The rest, as you behold, is history…