We had the most excellent barbecue at Lisa’s house. The only drawback is that I ate too much and didn’t have the energy to work it off the next day. The night ended with a bunch of drunk people (except for me who happened to be the designated driver) setting off fireworks that Michael had bought. Lisa saved one especially for me. It was called Golden Showers.

I know what you are all thinking and, no, I’m not into that kind of stuff. Gross, I agree, but to each their own.

Stumble it!