This weekend I am heading upstate for a friend's birthday party that should be filled with cursing, boozing and lots of immature behavior. To make certain this is the case, there is going to be a keg and a bouncy bounce. By the way this friend is turning 30. I think his neighbors are going to love it.
I had this conversation with my wife the other day:
Wife: What's the story with Tom's party this weekend? Is it a barbecue or catered or just whatever?
Me: I don't fucking know. All I care about is that there is going to be a bouncy bounce.
Wife: You're going to have to keep it under control after you get some drinks in you.
Me: It's a fucking bouncy bounce.
Wife: Well, let's make sure that Frank The Tank doesn't wind up in the bouncy bounce, OK?
[crickets]
Wife: OK?
Me: Hmmmm.
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30th birthday parties are no place for kids ... unless they like cursing, boozing and whoring.
This sounds like a great time. The only thing that I can think of that would make it better is a beer bong and Slip N Slide.
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