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Music being played this loud is kind of an open invitation to the neighborhood. At least this was my reasoning as I strolled down the moon lit street. The noise was deafening and the selection of music dated. Hmm, I thought what could the party be for? Why has no one called the fuzz on this blatant display of poor musical selection? Oh, except for that Black Eyed Peas’ song. That one you got right, sucker.

See how I effortlessly reveal my inner thoughts? I hope you like it.

I find the driveway which leads to the party; it divides two houses and is protected by fences on either side. Then I see the source of the auditory discharge. It is an outdoor event (obviously). There are multi-colored lights and one of those wall of light deals. Geez, what a waste, they could be playing soccer or football…. And of course, there’s a bunch of folks dancing on the lawn - a hundred or so.

I see two people up ahead. I approach them. We are on the driveway while the dancing is all taking place beneath us about 50 feet away.“Hi, how ya doing?” I say with a big ole smile on my face to the blonde haired dude with a white tux shirt and his cute g friend. I am momentarily distracted by her long black silky hair. They both grin back.

She says: “Hi.”

He says: “Great. How ‘bout your self?”

“Just dandy, what’s the occasion?” I query.

“It’s a wedding.”

I say nothing, just turn and stare at the mass of challenged dancers. It is as if they are trying to shake something out of their bodies. Sort of like they are giant salt and peppershakers. Who’s gonna eat the ground when they are done? Hmm, what would that dirt taste like I wonder… Big Macs, Whoppers, Fritos, Pringles, Chip’s Ahoy and wedding cake. Who knows?

Oh well, time for me to return to my humble abode.

The loud music follows me as I travel up the hill. It seems to be making the leaves rattle. I kind of feel sorry for all the birds and squirrels. Geez, they are all being kept up by this racquet too.