jesse's party
<< Oct 30, 2005 @ 11:18 >>
We showed up and Jesse was already completely wasted. Paul and Jesus were still there. There was some ridiculous drunken foosballing, then I walked through a screen door which exploded out of its frame and flew through the air, over the deck railing, over the firepit, striking the hanging nooseman with the glowing blue eyes that I later punched, leaving glowing splatter on my arm. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard as I did when I went through that screen door. Everybody was just trying to comfort me and tell me it was okay, and that it had already happened once that night. Everybody ruined my "Scariest Story Ever Told," meanwhile I hear that my friends ruined the party.
Then there is Mike this morning, "I think that punch had alcohol in it."
Reader Comments...
October 30, 2005 @ 15:49:50
paularms (#1017)
Congratulations on being the third person to not realize there was a screen there... even Lisa didn't realize it, and it's her house.
October 31, 2005 @ 01:40:26
jmullan (#1015)
There's a screen door there?
Okay, wait. Hold on. There is a more important thing here: there was a PARTY at my house? When did that happen? Maybe I drink too much.
If there WERE a party at my house then I would blame myself for any ruination. Then I would lie down under my bed and weep...
...more than usual.
October 31, 2005 @ 14:57:41
not MLisa (guest)
Your friends didn't ruin the party - just my homegrown pumpkins that two little boys had their hearts set on carving Sunday afternoon. Down with the pumpkin smashers! And with the Lisa. I shouldn't have left them out, on the deck, on the railing. I was really just asking for it.
I put 1 1/2 bottles of vodka in the punch. . . along with some triple sec and tequila. It wasn't just alcoholic, it was THE ALCOHOLIC PUNCH OF EEEEEVIL!
For our first party in 5 years, not so bad. I hear rumors that Jesse wants to throw his Winter Ale party at Paul's house though.
October 31, 2005 @ 15:03:47
not MLisa (guest)
Oh, I forgot to say:
One: The glowing splatter is non-toxic.
Two: We interrupted your story because we were BORED. Dude, really, it sucked.
Three: Not only did I walk into the screen door, but I stepped on the firebowl screen, which belongs to the neighbors. Other than that, our house came out unscathed.
October 31, 2005 @ 15:51:05
jmullan (#1015)
I'm really surprised that the neighborhood did not end up on fire.
October 31, 2005 @ 15:51:48
xopl (#001)
I stepped on the firebowl screen six-seven times. I wasn't even going to say anything.
As for my story, when there is no cohesion or mood because of the constant interruption and giggling from the beginning, yeah... it's not going to work. I've scared to bajesus out of many a folk with that there story. ...I shouldn't have even bothered.
I almost felt bad about the punkins when I read that they were homegrown. Almost.