I heard a tune today that brought back alot of nostolgia, Molly Hatchet's Flirting with Disaster. It was June 1st 1979. My 1st real girlfriend and I met up with my best friend, Russ. He knew where the Party was and Nancy wanted to ride there on the back of his Harley. It was the first time they met.
I followed them to the party at a trailer park(yes, a trailer park) way out in the sticks. When I got there Nancy was already inside, Russ tells me the b i t c h made a pass at him, grabbing his crotch on the way. Says he told her to f-off. We go inside and the dude throwing the party had picked up Flirting With The Devil on his way home that day, the 1st day it was released. So anyways, that is all he is playing, over and over again, all eve.
He was out of ice, out of 7-up but had plenty of Seagrams VO Wiskey. After the Wiskey starts to taste real good, I spot Nancy, grab her by the arm and get her out to the Truck. We were sitting on the tail gate and she started to tell me it was over. I remember calling her a slut and ect, she started walking away. I looked down, saw she forgot her purse and drilled her in the back with it from about 5 yards away. It almost knocked her down and as she turned around I told her "You forgot your purse, bitch"
Ah, the memories. I knew a little 'bout it before I met Nancy. She had taught me a litttle more.
Molly Hatchet made me ill for many years after that nite. Today they sounded pretty good! ~mT
I followed them to the party at a trailer park(yes, a trailer park) way out in the sticks. When I got there Nancy was already inside, Russ tells me the b i t c h made a pass at him, grabbing his crotch on the way. Says he told her to f-off. We go inside and the dude throwing the party had picked up Flirting With The Devil on his way home that day, the 1st day it was released. So anyways, that is all he is playing, over and over again, all eve.
He was out of ice, out of 7-up but had plenty of Seagrams VO Wiskey. After the Wiskey starts to taste real good, I spot Nancy, grab her by the arm and get her out to the Truck. We were sitting on the tail gate and she started to tell me it was over. I remember calling her a slut and ect, she started walking away. I looked down, saw she forgot her purse and drilled her in the back with it from about 5 yards away. It almost knocked her down and as she turned around I told her "You forgot your purse, bitch"
Ah, the memories. I knew a little 'bout it before I met Nancy. She had taught me a litttle more.
Molly Hatchet made me ill for many years after that nite. Today they sounded pretty good! ~mT
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I got stoned and forgot all about this thread!
~mT
