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I just sort-of spoke to Sylvester Stallone (1 Viewer)

Evilgrin 72

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Surreal moment.

I'm sitting with a few of the other VPs at Capital Grille - the owner of our parent company flew in on his private jet and took a few of us to lunch as a "thank you" for another year.  As we're sitting there waiting for our meals, he gets a text message from someone telling him that Sylvester Stallone is about to be named by the Trump transition team (or whatever they call it) as some kind of head of a new task force to stop piracy in the motion picture industry.  I have no idea if this information is even public yet, but expect to see something about it.

As he announces this to the table, I turn toward a few of my co-workers at the other end of the table and say : "I don't even know what's real and what's fantasy anymore."  As I'm saying this, the owner of the company is calling Sylvester Stallone. Yes, he has Sly's number in his phone.  Stallone's wife Jennifer is the spokesperson/co-owner of a product line we do business with.  He begins talking to Sly, unbeknownst to me.  After a few seconds, he puts Stallone on speaker phone so a few others at the table closer to him than I am can hear what Sly's saying about it.  At that moment, I launch into a (pretty decent) Stallone-as-Rocky impression:

"So, yo..... I mean, you know, I like.... hate piracy and everything, you know... but I don't know about being no CZAR of nothing, you know..."

Apparently, it was loud enough that Stallone, who I still don't realize is on the phone, could hear it.  All of a sudden, I hear : "Who is that in the background?  Is somebody doing an impression of me?"  I nearly crapped my pants right then and there.  I spin around and the owner of my company is laughing his ### off.  He holds the phone closer to me as if prompting me to say something.

"Ummmm, yeah.  Not too bad, huh? (nervous laugh)"

"I've heard better. (no laugh)"

"(bigger nervous laugh) I'm sure you have, Mr. Stallone."

"I do like the idea of being the 'czar' of anti-piracy though.  I wonder if I can have that title..."

(Whole table laughs and the owner takes him off speaker phone and continues the conversation.)

So, now I can cross "doing an impression of Sylvester Stallone FOR Sylvester Stallone" off my bucket list.  Didn't even know it was on there.

 
Also, I don't know what the hell they put on the steak I ate, but I just farted in my office and it's hands down the worst smelling fart I've ever encountered in 44 years on this planet.  I'm seriously locking up and leaving, it's that bad.

 
Surreal moment.

I'm sitting with a few of the other VPs at Capital Grille - the owner of our parent company flew in on his private jet and took a few of us to lunch as a "thank you" for another year.  As we're sitting there waiting for our meals, he gets a text message from someone telling him that Sylvester Stallone is about to be named by the Trump transition team (or whatever they call it) as some kind of head of a new task force to stop piracy in the motion picture industry.  I have no idea if this information is even public yet, but expect to see something about it.
http://nypost.com/2016/12/15/sylvester-stallone-could-get-a-job-in-the-trump-administration/

 
Also, I don't know what the hell they put on the steak I ate, but I just farted in my office and it's hands down the worst smelling fart I've ever encountered in 44 years on this planet.  I'm seriously locking up and leaving, it's that bad.
You should deflect by telling your staff to search the ceiling for underwear.

 
Went to give him a high five when I saw him at The Kentucky Debry one year. While he probably just left me hanging, I like to think that he didn't want to embarrass himself by jumping up to reach my hand. 

 
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No, bone in NY Strip. For lunch! 

I'm angling for a steak-related nickname a la George Costanza. 
The pineapple infused vodka at Capital Grille is the nectar of Gods.

I worked out next to Sly at the Ritz in New Orleans.  He was doing a movie there.  Didn't bother him but it was pretty cool.

 
Also, I don't know what the hell they put on the steak I ate, but I just farted in my office and it's hands down the worst smelling fart I've ever encountered in 44 years on this planet.  I'm seriously locking up and leaving, it's that bad.
Paulie Pennino's own South Phliiy special sauce - a special blend of cheap malted hops and urine - called I Don't Sweat You.

 
Jeez, EG is awesome and his stories kick ###.  I was just comparing this story to the numerous other EG diddies and was commenting that this one was a bit lacking.

I'm a huge EG fan and wish he were my daddy. 

 
James Daulton said:
Jeez, EG is awesome and his stories kick ###.  I was just comparing this story to the numerous other EG diddies and was commenting that this one was a bit lacking.

I'm a huge EG fan and wish he were my daddy. 
:lol:

Think nothing of it, man. I knew what you meant. It's not really a story I would be telling on a forum years from now, just a bizarre occurence I really didn't expect to occur today. I'd never done a Stallone impression in my life that I can recall. I was inadvertently trying it out on the man himself. I don't know, I thought it sounded pretty decent. 

 
I spoke to Frank Stallone on the phone once.  I was working for a collection agency and he was past due on some bills.  His mom saw it coming though.

 
Much cooler than my story, but many years ago (whenever the movie Uturn came out), I was on a street in San Francisco talking with someone about Sean Penn.  I had seen a screening the night before in LA.

The woman I was having the conversation with proclaimed very loudly, "There he is!"  I tuned to see Sean Penn utterly randomly there, stopping in his tracks and looking very confused and uncomfortable before continue his walk by.  

I haven't spent much of my life talking about Sean Penn, so the fact I was and he appeared in a random city while doing so was pretty much lottery odds.  

 

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