“Yeah well, the DNC is corrupt as any of em,” I heard myself saying, wanting to kick my own balls.
“Dude, so fucking corrupt. You into AOC?”
“Hot hot hot,” I said, taking the bong and hoping to inhale myself into a different conversation. I looked through the window to the deck and saw a group of people in the hot tub. I smiled through the rest of my bong rip.
Nick Denardi 