I went to a mud hole last night.
And just a little side note, I am not a redneck.
I have never been to a mud hole before in my life and I doubt that I will ever go back.
You can not begin to understand how dirty I got.
It was gross.
But anyway, when we got there, it was me and my friend Lauren and our friends Charles and Daniel.
And the thing about me and Lauren and Daniel, well, we aren’t exactly the type of people rednecks hang out with.
Charles kinda can go with anyone.
So the start of the night was pretty segregated.
Blah, so basically all we did was drink beer and hang around this huge fire.
Then after a while we had to take Daniel home.
And on the way back to the mud hole, we stopped at a gas station to get
more cigarettes and some drinks.
Me and Lauren wen’t to the bathroom.
We were both covered in dirt and soot.
That bathroom was super messy after we left.
Oh, and Charles bought us cookies 🙂
And so we went back and you could tell that things died down.
Me and Lauren were sharing a beer, and the token black kid gestured to the beer like he wanted some.
So me being nice, I handed it to him and he threw it into the fucking fire.
I was not very happy.
So blah blah blah, boring things happened and then we went h0me.
It literally took us an hour and a half to get clean.
So, the moral of this story is that dirt is the devil and I am never going to a mud hole again.