Tuesday Night

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Once upon a dark Tuesday night,
A man walked onto a small boat for a gathering with old friends. He walked onboard, puffing on a cigarette, contemplating turning around and going back home. It's not that he's lame, he's just dealt with these people for more than he would like. Jason, the guy whose ego is as big as Texas. David, the idiot whose always high on some narcotic. Pauly the dude whose "secretly" crushing on Jason. And lastly, Jeff.....the asshole.
To say the party will be awesome would be the biggest use of sarcasm there is. And what makes this all humorously unfunny is that they all are very different but have one thing in common, making him mad as fuck.
The man walked onto the deck, dreading the comment Jeff always yells, when he shows up to any event.
"The pussy's here!"
To slap the asshat would bring the greatest joy, all the joy in the world. I looked up at Jeff, thinking of ways i could have him sniveling like a little bitch. " yo" i nodded to them, taking another drag from my cigarette. " what's the occasion for all of this?" i gestured to the boat. Pauly opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by David, the junky. " if you smoke weed on a boat, does that make it seaweed?"
"Dude, what?" Jason spoke for the first time that night. Jeff let out a loud guffaw and gave Pauly a high five "good one, bro."  I shook my head, turning to leave. " Yeah, I'm leaving." i muttered. " Don't be such a puss, pussy." Jeff laughed.

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