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Post by piotr on Aug 19, 2006 14:22:22 GMT -4
So, today, a month late, my sister is going to have her "sweet" 16th birthday party. 128 people were invited, and for six hours, the music playing will be mostly hip hop and whatnot, full of naughty phrases that will blaring over an apartment complex. From what I hear, the oldest invited guest is 22. I have to chaperone. I'll be carrying a knife. If I'm not back in two weeks, assume that I painted a wall with my grey matter. I love you all.
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Post by Hank McCoy on Aug 19, 2006 14:31:19 GMT -4
Whatnot is one of my favorite kinds of music.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 14:52:26 GMT -4
128 people? I don't even know 128 people, and definitely didn't when I was sixteen! At least not well enough to wanna party with them!
My sweet sixteen consisted of me and six of my friends watching movies, pigging out, listening to music... oh, and the girls put make-up on the guys. That was fun. ;D
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Post by Hank McCoy on Aug 19, 2006 14:54:34 GMT -4
As if he wasn't already frightened enough...
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 14:55:32 GMT -4
Hey, at least he'll be armed.
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Post by Hank McCoy on Aug 19, 2006 14:58:21 GMT -4
Yeah.
Armed and fabulous.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 15:02:23 GMT -4
*giggles*
Man, I totally pity you, Piotr. Six hours of hip hop and I'd be searching for a top floor window to leap from.
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Post by piotr on Aug 19, 2006 15:03:37 GMT -4
*giggles* Man, I totally pity you, Piotr. Six hours of hip hop and I'd be searching for a top floor window to leap from. I've already got one picked out.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 15:05:19 GMT -4
awww *pets*
Just make sure you grow wings first. We need you back here in one piece.
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Post by Hank McCoy on Aug 19, 2006 15:05:46 GMT -4
Or find a nice 22-year-old to land on.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 15:10:47 GMT -4
Or a not-so-nice one. ;D
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Post by Hank McCoy on Aug 19, 2006 15:20:30 GMT -4
Hmm. I like your idea better than mine.
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Post by piotr on Aug 19, 2006 19:40:02 GMT -4
I managed not to kill myself. My brother-in-law arrived about halfway through, so our (that is he, my dad, and myself) total vote outweighed that of 128 teenagers and roughly 10 other chaperones (being that each of our votes counted as 50). We switched all the hip hop CDs to Jimmy Buffet, and used the excuse, "Well, this is supposed to be a luau party."
Plus the 1 year old niece never showed up and we got to leave an hour early.
But still. It was a horrific experience.
Seriously.
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Post by Kitty Pryde on Aug 19, 2006 20:12:42 GMT -4
By that time it was probably the opposite, with the 128 teenagers being all "Man, we so gotta get out of here. This music is, like, totally awful!"
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