The door opened a crack, and this guy with frizzy hair looked out at us.
“Patrick known as Patty known as Nothing?” “Bob.” The door opened, and the old friends hugged each other.
Then, Sam and Bob hugged each other. Then, Sam spoke. “This is our friend, Charlie.” And you won’t believe it. Bob hugged me!
Sam told me as we were hanging up our coats that Bob was “baked like a fucking cake.” I really had to quote that one even though it has a swear.
The party was in the basement of this house. The room was quite smoky, and the kids were much older.
There were two girls showing each other their tattoos and belly button rings. Seniors, I think.
This guy named Fritz something was eating a lot of Twinkies.
Fritz’s girlfriend was talking to him about women’s rights, and he kept saying, “I know, baby.”
Sam and Patrick started smoking cigarettes. Bob went up to the kitchen when he heard the bell ring.
When he came back, he brought a can of Milwaukee’s Best beer for everyone, as well as two new party guests.
There was Maggie, who needed to use the bathroom. And there was Brad, the quarterback of the high school football team. No kidding!
I do not know why this excited me, but I guess when you see somebody in the hallway or on the field or something,
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