This has been on my to-do list for quite awhile.
Thanksgiving I went back home. It was a bit boring like Abilene always is, but Justin was in town so we got to suffer together.
Friday night, Justin invited me out to his town for a party with some friends of his. Justin lives in a small town about 20 minutes outside of where I live. Being the good friend I am, I hate to drive anywhere that takes longer than 5 minutes. So I balked. Finally he convinced me, and gave me directions.
Turns out, this party was out in the country. I half expected banjos, but I dutifully wrote down the directions and got in my car and took off for what I most certainly hoped would not be a hootenanny. A ho-down would be tolerable, but no sir! No hootenanny.
After getting a bit lost, I finally made it out to the house. There was a fire burning in the front yard (check) and people throwing cups of gas onto it during odd moments.
Other then that, it was a pretty normal affair. A bunch of people I didnt know gathered around talking. But then, the law showed up.
Then the law started talking. Then the law started drinking. Then the law, upon receiving a call on his radio, informed the other officer that he was busy, all the while holding a beer in hand.
I have never been so impressed in my life.
Shrugging it off, I sat down with my beer to rejoin the conversation around the fire. Another officer showed up, and joined in the revelry.
About 15 minutes later, I heard clicking coming from near the house. I turn and see a group of the party goers, including the officers, clustered around something. As I get closer, I realize the law are now dry firing their guns, while drinking alcohol. The guns also got pointed in everybodys direction as they were examining and passing them around. No worries, we were reassured. They're empty...
So yeah. I want to be a cop now
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