Sometimes I wonder why I even plan to go out with my friends. Like my life isn't as hectic as it is they seem to never agree on anything. So the last night I decided I was going to take charge. I asked my three bestfriends over for dinner. I also invited Chaz who told me that he might be able to go If he didn't have to do something or other for his brother who's apparently trash talking about me now but that's another story.
Well as the night progressess I end up burning the dinner so we order out chinese which ends up being very good. So after an hour of friendly banter, food and alcohol consumption, my friend Selene decides that we should play strip poker. We're all tipsy so we're all game. I close the curtains and we start the clothes shedding. We have a rule that we never go pass the underwear and if we're out we have to stay in our underwear until the game is over. So my two friends Selene and Rob lose real quick and their out. David and I are still in the game.
We play for about half an hour when we start raising the bets. I am down to my under shirt jeans and boxers. He only has a wife beater left. He says that he will go completely naked if he loses. I'm like hmm interesting so I say that I will lose every thing too if I lose. At this point Chaz walks in with his uninvited brother and gives me an appologetic look. I just shrug and return to the game. "Can I join," Chaz asks. "I'll make it fair and he strips his shirt." Selene's jaw is on the ground. I explain to him the risk. He says, "I'm game but if you both lose you have to run outside naked."
So we agree and Selene joins a minute later. So we play the round and it's down to me and Chaz. I have four queens and I'm really confident that I have won. When Chaz drops his four aces.
Green, four queens down and running nude through my back yard.