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4th of july
4th of july
I went out to this guy's house on the 4th with some friends. I hadn't met him before, but he had about two grand's worth of fireworks. Usually when someone I know spends that much on fireworks it's a total disappointment, but this guy had everything.
Mortars, sparklers that are as big as roman candles... and a bunch of other shit.
It was all good, until one of the damn things tilts over and starts shooting out some hell onto yards. I put a plastic chair in front of myself to thwart off any that come at me. And it worked, but at the expense of a guy who's sitting next to me.
the ball of fire bounced off of my chair and into his lap. I laughed my ass off with everyone else, and felt proud and upset at the same time. My chair worked well for me, but i felt like a dick. The guy who got the fire in his lap got a third degree burn about three inches from his cock. Needless to say, there weren't any more fireworks being lit off at that house.
Then we hit up a party. There were about three girls who looked like they were alone, and a bunch of dudes who seemed just about straight. The girls seemed really friendly though. I was about to have a drink and join the girls, but never got a chance to introduce myself. We got kicked out because another firework tilted over and shot into a patio. The guy who owned the house offered the people he knew a drink. That meant I wouldn't get any.
My friend hooked me up with a cup of vodka and monster, and we took off to find another party.
We show up at this middle aged guys house. He asks what we want to drink. I get what I had earlier and finish a cup, waiting for others to show up.
Then a bunch of college students drop by. The living room turns into a dance floor. I'm sitting down at a table in the kitchen, shuffling a deck of cards (god knows where i got them), and attract a single girl and her friend. Her friend has her bf hanging off her but that's fine. I ask if they want to play a game of cards. I've served myself another cup, mixed.
we start playing some texas hold'em, but it's getting dull with no money so I suggest playing for clothes. It's all fun, I lose my shoes and a sock, the single girl's lost all but her skirt and shirt(bra's been taken off already). Then she says that she doesn't know if she should keep playing.
I ask "why?"
"there's so many people, i don't want them seeing me."
"we could go somewhere more private."
Either way, I don't really care what happens. I'm actually more excited that I'm dealing the cards and winning. Who'd have thought betting was so fun!
But before it can go anywhere else, a big fat hairy white guy comes up and lays his drunken body on her face and asks her to dance.
Drink 4 and a beer.
I have to admit it, I was shamed because she got up to dance with him in the next room and she gave him a lap dance. I went outside to hang out with some people sitting around a fire pit. They started lighting off fireworks and smoked stogies.
I've gotta say, it was one of the 4th of July celebrations I've had.