Good Friday Review
Wow, it’s been to long since my last update. I’m still alive people; it’s just that my Easter holiday took away most of my time. I think I’ll talk about my Good Friday. Well I invited 4 of my friends to come over my house and just relax. So can somebody please tell me why I ended up having 7 people come to my house that day? Man I hate when my friends decide to invite somebody else, without asking me, as if it was their own party. Lucky for me my parents were outside on the lawn having a good laugh with my dad and uncles, so I don’t even think they noticed. My room can’t quite hold 7 people to well, so I decided take our little gathering into my spare room, which is much bigger. Four of us, me included played cards while the remaining three sat on the couch talking trash. As we were playing, one of Sean Paul’s new tunes came on the radio, thus a heated debate started, go figure. Kevin was going on and on about how much he “loved this song!” But the rest of us were asking him “what did the song mean?” Ironically, Kevin only knew the chorus for his song, and nothing else. He was 100% clueless of the song's message. So Sahne was saying lots of people love Sean Paul, and his awesome beats, but some of his lyrics makes no sense, what so ever. Kevin and Keshaun were arguing that it’s the way he speaks. I then stepped in and said his accent isn’t the main problem at all. Bob Marley was Jamaican, yet everybody understood him. It’s his lyrics that have people confused, some of them make no sense, but regardless, I still love his music.
So after that, Kevin brought up the topic “drinking.” “Great, just great,” I replied. Then there was a brief silent moment, and then I thought, how bad this conversation could be. So Kevin and Keshaun were ranting about this drink called “Gold something,” that is sold at some bar. I can’t quite remember the name. Anyway, he was saying this drink had little bits of golden sprinkles, made of real gold that are at the bottom of the glass. When the person drinks the drink, the golden sprinkles are meant to cut up your throat, which allows the alcohol to go right to the bloodstream. I slammed down my hand full of cards, and I readied myself for a debate.
Miguel: “That has to be the most suicidal drink I have ever heard of!”
Kevin & Kehaun: “It’s not that bad, I mean you don’t feel anything.”
Miguel, Kadir, Lamar & Shane: “JUST BECAUSE YOU DON’T FEEL IT DOESN’T MEAM IT’S NOT HAPPENING!!!”
Trust me, it the longest debate I have ever had, but we were all laughing in the end. You see I enjoy hanging out with these guys because we can have serious, yet fun debates without cursing, getting all serious and leaving the room when you feel as though you have lost. Which is why I can't handle other people becasue they take everything so damn serious. I mean yuo don't have swear just to make a point, well at least in this kind of topic. After that fun debate topic, we talked about our views on the afterlife, then we all went in my room and had one big Super Smash Brothers Melee tournament. Man I was whopping people like nothing, lol. When I am Marth, I can’t be beaten. :p
(4 hours later)
Kevin: “Hey Miguel, can you get me some soda?”
Miguel: “Sure, what kind would you like?”
Kevin: “Surprise me.”
Miguel: “Ok. Oh I don’t have any little pieces of gold to put in your drink to cut up your throat. But I think I have some tacks and staples in my room, will that do?”
Kevin: “Miguel…you are all talk and no action, just like your sex life! Heh, I get laid more then you.”
Miguel: “Oh, I’m sorry…you’ve got me confused with somebody that gives a damn.”
All 7 seven of us laugh in tears. Good Friday was really an awesome day, for me.
So after that, Kevin brought up the topic “drinking.” “Great, just great,” I replied. Then there was a brief silent moment, and then I thought, how bad this conversation could be. So Kevin and Keshaun were ranting about this drink called “Gold something,” that is sold at some bar. I can’t quite remember the name. Anyway, he was saying this drink had little bits of golden sprinkles, made of real gold that are at the bottom of the glass. When the person drinks the drink, the golden sprinkles are meant to cut up your throat, which allows the alcohol to go right to the bloodstream. I slammed down my hand full of cards, and I readied myself for a debate.
Miguel: “That has to be the most suicidal drink I have ever heard of!”
Kevin & Kehaun: “It’s not that bad, I mean you don’t feel anything.”
Miguel, Kadir, Lamar & Shane: “JUST BECAUSE YOU DON’T FEEL IT DOESN’T MEAM IT’S NOT HAPPENING!!!”
Trust me, it the longest debate I have ever had, but we were all laughing in the end. You see I enjoy hanging out with these guys because we can have serious, yet fun debates without cursing, getting all serious and leaving the room when you feel as though you have lost. Which is why I can't handle other people becasue they take everything so damn serious. I mean yuo don't have swear just to make a point, well at least in this kind of topic. After that fun debate topic, we talked about our views on the afterlife, then we all went in my room and had one big Super Smash Brothers Melee tournament. Man I was whopping people like nothing, lol. When I am Marth, I can’t be beaten. :p
(4 hours later)
Kevin: “Hey Miguel, can you get me some soda?”
Miguel: “Sure, what kind would you like?”
Kevin: “Surprise me.”
Miguel: “Ok. Oh I don’t have any little pieces of gold to put in your drink to cut up your throat. But I think I have some tacks and staples in my room, will that do?”
Kevin: “Miguel…you are all talk and no action, just like your sex life! Heh, I get laid more then you.”
Miguel: “Oh, I’m sorry…you’ve got me confused with somebody that gives a damn.”
All 7 seven of us laugh in tears. Good Friday was really an awesome day, for me.