Party Time

Have I been sleeping? I awoke to the sound of children giggling. When I stumbled to the seat from my hungover slumber I found someone at the window. It was Ray's kids. They were trying to give me something.





It was pink. It had Barbies on it. And it was written "TO: to" and "FROM: from". I guess it was for me. It was an invitation to a party. The party was to be held in Ray's daughters' bedroom. I wasn't all that interested. But I hadn't been out of the car for some fun in months. So I thought, why not?



Once I got inside I found that it was nothing more than a couple kids, two balloons, and some toys.



I was hoping for naked chicks. This was the best I could do.



It was time to turn this into a real party. I headed downstairs and grabbed a handful of beers from Ray's fridge. He must be broke. All he had were some old Natural Ice. But ... it was bottled, and cold. Once the kids got a couple bottles in their systems they started making this face ...




And this ...



AND THIS! ...




Now ... the party wasn't so bad. The kids and I really started enjoying ourselves. Ray's son took a liking to a stuffed toy. I don't know what the hell he was mumbling about. Something about Pokemon. At any rate, he was having a good time.



You know any time you get a couple of kids drunk, you have to take turns doing body stack push-up's. Ray's son did a much better job than I did lifting him up. And you have to admit ... this kid is doing pretty good for light-body with 4 beers in him!



Ray's daughter joined in the fun, and gave me a piggy back ride back to the car where I promptly passed out cold.



Thanks for the good time, kids. Now ... when is Ray going to take me out drinking?  ¶ 5:12 PM