Tonight is beautiful. I can't believe we made it back.
Mango flavored beer? We should do this more often.
Today flew by. Flew by like it never happened.
Where are your keys?
In my pocket.
You ready to go?
Not yet. You got some squares?
Yeah.
You still got that back porch?
Yeah.
I've got some time to kill. You?
Yeah.
Pop the trunk.
Nice.
Don't get too lit, I'm taking some of those bad boys home.
Nice.
I know, right. The hell happened to birthdays
after 21? They used to mean something.
Something more than markers?
Yeah.
Birthdays go by like smokes.
No they don't.
No?
They go by like bad billboards for breakfast buffets
in third world countries.
Pass me one.
Can you see that?
Yeah, def. What do you want to do with the cans?
Pitch 'em. Crush 'em and pitch 'em. Happy birthday, dog.
Same to you.
