Crazy Night

I went over to Steve and Jim's last night. It was Jim's birthday party. There was great food and loud people, but it was a lot of fun. It was around 12:30 am and I was still there drinking, but I had switch to water an hour previous. I was the last one and getting ready to leave when the phone rang.

It was the neighbor, Jen. She told Jim the limousine had arrived and wanted us to hop in. I had no idea what was going on and we thought it would just be Jen and a friend or two going for one more spin before having to give it up.

Well, we get outside and the limo door opens. The damn thing is packed with screaming people. I about had a panic attack, but before I could I was pulled in and abducted, by some lady wearing a pink feathered boa and a pink cowgirl hat with a rhinestone tiara.

This thing was pimped out. It had fibre optic lighting that glowed at different speeds according to how fast the limo was moving. It was stocked full of alcohol and it had an incredible sound system, which they were playing, I think, I wee bit too loud. Then there was an LCD television mounted in the console. It was insane.

The only people I really knew were Steve and Jim and Jen whom I only met twice before. They were wild. At one point they were tossing things back and forth and I got hit in the eye with a half squeezed orange. I was pissed. I got citrus juice and pulp in my eye! Then I thought, how appropo. I was struck by a Florida orange.

The morons were going to continue to toss this orange around when I screamed; "give me the fucking orange!" and ripped it out of someone's hand and threw it out the window. That was that.

We ended up at McDonough’s, it was karaoke night. It was interesting to say the least. All I kept thinking is why did I leave my keys at Steve and Jim's. McDonough’s is only a few blocks from my house. Uhg! Eventually we left and we got back to Ardsley Park in one piece. Then everyone piles into Jen's house to continue the party.

I eventually made home by 3:00 am and I found a pink feather in my pocket.