It was a nice warm evening. Spirits were high, maybe a too much so for some.
I loaded Jason into the back of my pickup, put his jacket on him, and he slept quite comfortably there while Marisa and I drove him home. We took a wrong turn and drove through a neighborhood about three blocks from his house, but he didn't seem to mind.
When we finally got him safely home and inside his house, I heard this strange noise. "Jason, I think your dog is growling at me," I said. He thought about it for a minute and then placed it. "That's my dad snoring."
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*laughing*
Yeah, but they had hats and cool placemats to colour!
Who could ask for more.
Looks like Jason had a fun party :)
Hope he is back to his old self today!
a night to remember!
best wishes, skeeter
xo
I hope he had a nice party and didnt have the hangover from hell, lol.
I hope he had a nice party and didnt have the hangover from hell, lol.
(same as above, but saying hi)
Lol, sounds like fun.
*guffaws*
Poor dad.. to be snoring like a growling dog.. I had a laugh.. Thanks Skeeter.. This blog made me smile. There's nothing worse than getting wasted.. ;-)
xxx
woohoo! Sounds like a great party!
Hey Skeeter,
I've been snowed in for 2 days. Where did spring go?!? Hope you're warmer there than we are here.
-Nebraska Girl
funny story! and its all good when the birthday boy has a bit too much, right? long as he has a good friend to see him home safely.
haha...
:) quiet an eventul nite.
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