Yesterday, it was a really tramatizing day. My sister-in-law and brother had a house warming party. They're pagan so it's tradition for them to make a peace offering with there neighbors. So, I went down with my Sis and we knocked on the neighbors door.
The man whom answered was drunk and was barely able to stand upright. The offering was mead [[Honey Wine]]and we tried to explain to him, but the only question he continued to ask is, "Is it a liquior?" The tone was the most Hillbilly thing I've heard in my entire life.
He invited Maureen and I in and we poared him and his roommates a glass. They liked it but then in a sexual maner asked Maureen and I what we wanted in return. I took that thought and fled the seen back to my sister's apartment.
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