heres something funny
last night i went to a friends house for a labor day party,
bunch of people i use to work with at another hospital, anyway, hanging out, drinkin, tried to get a volley ball game going, but as it was already dark, it only lasted maybe ten minutes. fuckin quiters.
so none of the other "adults" seem to want to have fun. like i do anyway,
luckily there was about 10 or so kids runnin around, so i somehow got pushed into the pool, which turned into a huge water fight, lots-o-fun.
there was also a dunk-tank set up in the backyard, just like at the carnival. so after getting dunked about 15 times, my shirt is long gone, and im standing there trying to recover from bashing my spine on the bottom of the dunk tank several times, when one of the kids looks at me, and says: "who drew on you?".
kinda silly, but that was one of the funniest things ive heard in awhile,
anyway, once i explained what a tattoo was the kid was satisfied with her new found knowledge.
last night i went to a friends house for a labor day party,
bunch of people i use to work with at another hospital, anyway, hanging out, drinkin, tried to get a volley ball game going, but as it was already dark, it only lasted maybe ten minutes. fuckin quiters.
so none of the other "adults" seem to want to have fun. like i do anyway,
luckily there was about 10 or so kids runnin around, so i somehow got pushed into the pool, which turned into a huge water fight, lots-o-fun.
there was also a dunk-tank set up in the backyard, just like at the carnival. so after getting dunked about 15 times, my shirt is long gone, and im standing there trying to recover from bashing my spine on the bottom of the dunk tank several times, when one of the kids looks at me, and says: "who drew on you?".
kinda silly, but that was one of the funniest things ive heard in awhile,
anyway, once i explained what a tattoo was the kid was satisfied with her new found knowledge.
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thanks for the comment, sweet. i feel so incoherent tonight! like there are so many things i need to say and sort, and i just cant untangle them into any sort of sense...
so i guess what im saying is, its nice to know, even when i feel like its jibberish... that someone enjoys reading it still.