So Snydy and I traveled yesterday to join the festivities at a local party. It required purchasing a sweatshirt since I realized I would be cold. Luckily Snydy was happy to stop at a local target. So we arrived and things were still heating up. We sipped on some beer and played horseshoes. I am ,I must say.....The horseshoe king! If Snydy was to tell you that's a load of horse!@# ,don't believe him. I'm the ringer with the zinger. The most on the post, and the man with the golden arm. Ok, so that's settled. So as more familiar faces arrived the party moved indoors. This was the beginning of "oh my god she did not just say that". We began to play dirty jenga, It really wasn't dirty. Just a series of questions. The answers were dirty...oh yeah. They were extremely funny as well. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard. I'm laughing now typing this.Eventually the party moved back outside. Some hot dogs were grilled up and things started winding down. We loaded the cooler in the explorer and cruised. Good times, Good times indeed.
3 comments:
I have one thing to say.
he IS the master at horseshoes. What can I say. he's a ringer.
Like I said...no horse#$%^, I am.
A loser.
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