So, the weather has been extremely windy lately and there I was at midnight; bored and drinking vodka. I stepped out onto the back porch to smoke a cigarette and suddenly exclaimed, “Oh man! This is perfect kite flying weather! I wish I had a kite!”
Before my g/f could even respond with, “You’re so weird” or any number of other remarks, I screamed (almost to myself), “I DO have a kite!” I had forgotten about the small stunt kite I bought years ago and had packed away in some unknown box. I ran to my spare room and quickly found it and yelled at my g/f to put her shoes on ‘cuz we’re gonna go fly a kite!
In 45 mph winds.
And it only got tangled in the powerlines ONCE!
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