Ron Spence
Resident of Drakesville
Jock[M:0][M:0]
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 25, 2007 2:20:27 GMT -5
Getting Jacksons message about missing the party, that was when it clued into him that he completely forgot to go hang out with Jackson and head over to his party that one night, he didn't even do anything that special that night except go workout more, something he obviously already did a lot of.
Already buying the Bean he needed some way to get rid of it and figured he just head on down to Jacksons farm, hoping the guy was there to begin with, and when he got there he got out of his car and bottle in hand. Going to the front door and then knocked on the door loudly after failing to find the doorbell button. Hoping the guy was there to begin with. It probibly would've been smart to phone him back first to make sure not only he was there but he also had free time to hang out, which was rare.
Getting no answer after a minute he knocked again loudly and waited for somebody to arrieve, the whiskey still in his hand.
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 25, 2007 2:23:43 GMT -5
Woke up this mornin tastin Jim beam, holding the answers to some ol boys dream, got a bad reputation, guess im a live wire, like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire... Was the song that he was humming in his head as he walked to the door, still half out of it from getting hammered the night before, he was in a pair of white breifs and a wifebeater. He opened the door and stepped back, seeing the dumbass jock.. "Hey man! You brang whiskey? Come the fuck on in!" Hell, it was kind of an off time to drank, but hell, any time was a good time to drink for Jack..
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Ron Spence
Resident of Drakesville
Jock[M:0][M:0]
Posts: 218
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Post by Ron Spence on Dec 25, 2007 12:09:41 GMT -5
When he saw Jack a smile went on his face, he was just about to give up and head off but suddenly the game came to the door and wanted to party with the alcohol and he was all for that. Sure he had things to do today like workout, practice for some sports, and so on, but those things didn't even cross his mind and if he got drunk he was probibly going to forget about them.
Walking in he handed Jackson the Beam. "I got this for your party... but then kinda forgot to go to your party afterwords and went and played sports instead." Truthfully he didn't regreat it either but he didn't say that part out loud. "Was the party any good? Sorry for missing it."
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Post by Jackson Frost on Dec 25, 2007 17:09:39 GMT -5
Jackson listened intently as the jock explained his situation, he kept thinking in his head, Is this ol' boy gonna ever stop ramblin?, and finally ,he did.. He nodded his head agter being asked the question. The party was cool, but he couldnt remmeber anything after 12 o clock, apparantly he pissed some people off and passed out piss drunk on the porch.. "Yeah the party was good, sorry ya had to miss it.." He smiled as he walked back into his house holding the beam.. "Come on in, bud.." He said, as he made a right and headed down he stairs to his basement room. Truth be known, he really didnt expect the jock to show up anyways, he thought it was just talk at school, but hell, he couldnt pass up free Jim Beam... He reached the bottom of his stairs, as he walked over grabbing a pair of denim overalls, slipping them on so he had a little bit of clothing on.. "Excuse the mess.." He said, looking around his room there were beer bottles, and liqour bottles all over.. Oh shit, there was Madeline's bra too.. He blushed a bit and kicked it under his bed.. "Ermmm..."
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