funny story

[pezgrl41]

so, the other night, i had a bonfire/ bbq at my house. it was supposed to be for my sister and her friends, but i decided i would invite a few people. so i invited the like 4 friends i thought i had, and i ended up with like 10 people there. it was awesome. but anyway, it was dark, and we were playing frisbee, and it got thrown somewhere and then we all forgot about it. today, my bro and i decided that we wanted to play frisbee, and couldnt find it in the house, so we remembered we were playing with it at the bbq. no my back yard is in a weird shape, its perfectly rectangular, but it has this little rectangle at the back right of it, like 15 by 30 feet, and its unkept, and has all these weird plantlife and stuff in it, we throw all our loose twigs and shit there, and we call it the woods, but its really not. so anyway, i remember playing frisbee with my bros friend charlie, and i threw it at him when he wasnt looking and it ended up there, and we didnt go get it, so i think its back there. my bro and i spent like 3 min looking, and its obviously not there. but there is this huge pile of dirt right about the place where i think it landed. no, this dirt didnt just come from anywhere, we are having a shed put in our back yard, and there were workers here yesterday and today, digging, and they were dumbing the dirt in the woods. now, my brilliant mind figures the frisbee is buried under the dirt. my bro had gone inside to look more, and he comes out to find me digging with a damn shovel into this pile of dirt. hes like, what the hell are you doing? i take a minute to explain, and we argue for a minute about whether or not it could be under there, and then he gets a hoe and starts digging. every few minutes, we would stop, discuss whether we thought it could be under there, figure it had to be, and continue digging. 20 god damn minutes go by, finally we give up, and start looking other places around the yard, we dig a little more, look a little more. then my bro disappears, and emerges a min later and throws my frisbee at me. it was by my garbage cans. then i remember that charlie got it out of the bushes, and i played with carl, threw it at him, and it went over his head into my garbage cans.

so basically, i spent like half an hour, digging into a pile of dirt, in my flip flops for buried treasure (aka my frisbee) for nothing.

damn do i love summer.