The local bar

                                     A night out with my drunk buddy.

The end of the workweek has come to an end, and now is time to go home and get bend. I worked hard all week long, so my buddy and me are going to go out and party. And the time to go home has come. On my way home I become like a dog that’s sticking its head out the window, while its tongue hangs out the mouth that the speed of the wind drags out. Before you know it, I’m home.

            I get home and turn the television on, sit on the couch, and nothing interesting is on. I decided to take a nap that I no longer can withstand and off to dreamland on the comfy couch. After a good long nap, I feel rested and back to feeling like new just like in the mornings. I can’t wait to late I need to get ready, so I can go out with my buddy and have a good time. I called Henry and after the third ring he answers his phone and says, “Hey Jim, what’s up. Are you ready to party!” “Hell Yeah!” I respond. “ We are going to have tons of fun ”, Henry says over the phone. “ Bring a 5th of jack with you on your way over and let’s get wasted ” I tell him. After talking to Henry, I hope in the shower, and after, I got dress. Then Henry calls me to open the door for him. I open the door. Soon after we started taking shots of that stuff. Henry seemed to be enjoying that stuff more than I was because he looked like he was having a lot more fun than me. Every song that we play, he acted animated to move his body to the rhythm of the song. “ Lets hit the bar Jimmy, I feel like dancing and taking a drunk girl home” he tells me.

 We hit the local bar. We got there and walked in. Henry went for a shot of some heavy shit and a long island ice tea. In the bar with Henry being half way drunk, he couldn’t stop moving his body. And he was drinking his Long Island ice tea fast. I decided to grab a beer and lay low in the background. While Henry seemed to be making an ass of him-self, I just kept sipping my beer and watched Henry dance around drunk. He is going to have an intensive hangover tomorrow. Henry while drunk threw his body on the floor trying to break dance to a Michael Jackson song. I guess I should do something about this but I’m going to finish my beer first. Then Henry Picked himself up and started to walked around the bar. His walked resembled a zombie going after a human. My beer is halfway done. My eyes are on Henry trying to talk to a woman. The woman with a drink on her right hand didn’t pay Henry any attention, and She threw her drink on his shirt. He probably said something offensive. My Beer is almost done, and Henry is still around walking very drunk. Henry while drunk walking bump into another person and that other person pushed him away hard and Henry felt to the floor. That’s when the bouncer came, pick him up and kick him out. That’s when I knew that it was time to go home. I put Henry’s arm over my shoulder and walked. “I love you, men. I love you, I mean it” Henry kept repeating over and while we walked to the car. His body weighted. I open the door to the passenger side of the car and showed Henry in. Henry past out real fast, as soon as he sat down. Why did he get this drunk?