I flew my kites yesterday.

One kite ended up being shredded by a boat motor because the wind took the kite out over the lake. I ran after it, but was wearing flip flops and could not catch it. The dude who tried to rescue it ended up shredding it with his boat motor. I thanked him for trying, but didn't make out with him or anything.

One kite flew high and long. Two smiley girls were watching me. I let them hold the string once the kite was in the air. They giggled. I smiled. They crashed the kite into a soccer field. We giggled.

One was a disaster. It was supposed to be this cool skateboarder, but the construction was crap, and the wind kept pulling the pieces apart. A kite that can't handle's kind of like a man who can't handle his manhood. Useless.

So, in all, it was a great outing. The boat guy was nice, even though my kite string choked his prop. The girls were sweet and funny. The weather was perfect. The lemonade needed more booze.

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