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Here is the start of my next one. Tell me what you think.
The heat from the sun on my face woke me up at noon. The light hurt my eyes as I slowly came to. I looked at my buddies standing by the keg and I jumped up to join them. The best way I knew to cure a hangover was to stay drunk .I looked down at my hands and they were covered in dried blood. I saw the cut skin on my knuckles and wondered what happened. I stumbled over to the keg and realized it was gone. Jeff and Chet were standing there with the last beer. I looked around and there were a few beers sitting around, but most of them had cigarette butts in them. Oh well, I thought, It was better than nothing. I Grabbed an empty cup and a napkin and poured the beer through the napkin till I had a full glass. That was better. I walked back over to the guys and mumbled my hello’s and what’s going on’s. Jeff smiled at me and said “wow man, you kicked that guys ass last nite”. I didn’t know what he was talking about.
We started talking and I asked Jeff “what did I do?” He said, you should have seen yourself, This big guy came into our party and started pushing us around and you dragged him out side and beat the shit out of him. We told his two friends to get him the hell outta here, before we kicked their asses too. Just hen Chet spoke up. Yea, you really beat his ass. Don’t you remember really? Do you remember anything? I started trying to remember the night before, and at first all I could remember was hanging out at the pool hall and collecting money for a Kegger. The next thing I remember was a bunch of people showing up and trying to find something to eat. After that, I couldn’t remember much. But then…..
All of a sudden it came to me. Jeff and Chet had been in the back getting the barbeque started, and I was talking to some girls. The redheaded one was really liking me, and we were getting pretty looped. She was going to take me up to the room, when her friend came out of the rest room looking sick. She said she had to leave, and her and her friend left out the front door. “ Goddammit, I remember saying at that point. I knew I just missed out on a great piece of ass. I walked out side, and I saw Jeff putting what I thought was a chicken on the barbeque. I looked over by the garbage, and the were duck feathers and pieces laying all over. “What are you doing, I asked.” He said, I’m making dinner. I went into the house and he followed me. After a while, we looked out the back door and the barbeque was on fire. We ran out and put out the fire….and the duck. After that we started playing quarters, and As hard as I tried, I still cant remember a thing more of that night.
Just then, we heard a knock at the door. I was hoping it would be some more of our friends with more beer. I looked out the peephole and I saw a lady. I opened the door, and she was standing there with a Six or Seven year old girl. The little girl was crying pretty hard, when she looked up at me and said, “have you seen Quacky? Have you seen Quacky?” I looked at her, and then her mom said “ you see, she has this pet duck and this morning we woke up and we couldn’t find it. We were just wondering…” I said sorry, I haven’t seen any ducks around here, but I would be sure to tell them if I happened to see any. I closed the door and Turned around and Jeff and Chet were laughing their asses off. I didn’t feel too good about the whole thing, but when those two got to laughing, I couldn’t help but join in.
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And as she plays,
her sweet song of laughter
floats through the air
and warms my heart
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