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So yeah, last night I had 2 parties to attend. One was at my Boss' house, he was married 25 years and I was invited... Why the hell did he invite me ? I have no idea. But I went anyway cos I skipped 4 prior parties/gatherings my boss organised. I went with 2 others collegues, both moms and much older then me, jippy... So anyway, after a trip in a car with lots of talks about their kids we finally arrived. What I saw there was rather disturbing, it was asif I was featuring in an episode of The Brady Bunch. The neighboorhood was full of girls in dresses with pretty pink flowers on em, and boys playing soccer without getting their sunday clothes all dirty. White picket fences surrounded big gardens with grass and sprinklers. I swear I could smell apple pie! I could taste the contents of my stomach forcing its way up, pushing against the back of my throat...sickening is what it was. They were all hugging, dancing, being nice, making pictures of "happy moments", ugh, freaks. Another collegue came along, good stuff, we immediatly attacked the beertap and started numbing ourselves to the sickening portayal of love and happiness. But wait, the best is yet to come... We were about to leave when my boss said he was gonna show his surprise to his wive...I felt a shiver running down my spine. He had flowers and had written a poem, or atleast it rhymed. So we thought hey, it's over lets run! Well no fucking way... "And now I'll sing something" I wish he hadn't. He sang some mushy song about eternal love and whatnot, but he can't freaking sing worth shit. After it was finally over we decided it was now or never, so we went for the door. FREEDOM!!!! So we arrived back at my collegues house and I went on my way, to the next party... I didn't know exactly where it was, but after a while I followed the loud shrieking sounds coming from some barn in the middle of the city...(?) The entire neighborhood was about to get demolished so the party was gonna be extra messy, so I was expecting lots of trashing going on. Instead what I found was the birthday boy (he turned 25 :P) singing karaoke...they had rented a karaoke machine, a smoke blower, and some other stuff... So I ran away from one singing party only to find myself going to another one...ugh. The happy mood didnt last long though, as neighbours started complaining about the noise, it was 1:30 at night, understandable. Instead of doing the smart thing and turning the volume down he decided he should scream at the neighbour through the karaoke mic. Another neighbour decided to call the cops. The cops started patrolling the neighborhood. And again the birthdayboy decided he should scream at them through the karaoke mic. A lot of incurrable illnesses flew through the air towards the policecars, this wasn't gonna die down anytime soon... Most of the people I know have this nasty habbit of going against whatever the cops say, so that also happened this time. Cops over here are eager to break skulls whenever a problem occurs, it had happened before to the birthdayboy and he was still somewhat mad at them (understatement of the year) He went totally crazy and prepared to attack the cops, so finally some others came to their senses and tried to calm him down...this is when he went into beserker mode... The cops however didn't see the problem as having been solved, they called the M.E (Military Police) that usually only arrive at riots (it was a party weekend in the city here, so they were on standby) Pretty soon the barn was filled with no less then 30 M.E cops and a bunch of police dogs...talk about overkill. Somehow, dont ask me why, they left without doing anything... A friend of mine spend the rest of the evening lying on top of the guy to calm him down...to no avail. They spend some 2 hours holding him pinned down to the floor, he was totally out of his skull. After the 2 hours he fell asleep/unconcious so they carried him to the couch. There we spend a bit chatting (his girlfriend had send most people home) and at about 5:30 we all left, cos he wasn't going nowhere, NOWHERE! Hehe. I got home at 6:30, darn, it was getting light, no birds yet though, so I fell asleep within moments. | posted by merc, 9:46 AM