Saturday night.
The kids (Ross and Corey) come into my room "Moooom? Can we have a BYOB party?" I said sure because I know none of them can get alcohol at thier ages and I know they meant "bring your own body" which around here means don't bring the annoying friend that nobody likes with you, lol.
We ended up with probaby 15 teens. The computer and stereo outside and the fire pit stacked up to 5 feet tall with wood. The kids were using gas (that they provided) to start the fire.
After a little while the fire was nicely going and we were roasting marshmellows and having smores. Laughing and carrying on, singing and Josh table dancing.
I turned my back for just a second and Josh had grabbed the gas can to add a little oomph to the fire (apparently the lighters hitting the fire were cutting it for excitement for him). Any way Josh is 6' something, I am 5' nothing. I turn around and say "Joshua put that down!" just as he is about to pour it over the top of the fire.
He stops. Looks at me. Turns around. Walks away from the fire. Puts the gas can down. Stands back up. Looks at me again with his bottom lip protruding. Throws his arms up in the air and stomps off.
He was really trying not to laugh and I couldn't help but laugh. John said something like "the littlest person here, just made the biggest one cry!" lmao
He did it again and realized why I told him not to do it...he had a trail of fire chasing him across the yard! Of course Corn and Rooster had to try it then too, lmao the gas was gone by then!!!
Crazy kids!!!!
Bring your own Body. I like that. You guys have some pretty scary parties!
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