I love my neighbors. They are wonderful people. The one thing that I have noticed throughout the years is that I have different kinds of neighbors. I have nosy neighbors, cranky neighbors, laid back neighbors, and my personal favorite. Party neighbors.
When it comes to those parties, they know how to throw it. However, I will admit that there are times when they can get a little out of control. It's amazing what happens when you bring a crate of beers and different types of alcohol beverages to one location, and don't expect anything crazy to happen. I never told them to back away from the alcohol because they get out of control. As a matter of fact, I actually allow it.
One night, I was looking out my window after hearing a lot of noise coming from outside. I looked over to my right and there was a neighbors acting like major drunks. The music and the alcohol was on and popping. I realized at that point that they couldn't hold their liquor anymore. Shockingly, no one threw up and kept on going.
I was not jealous of them. I was actually jamming with them. I thought I was the only one in the neighborhood who partied like that. I wanted to be a part of it. My mind then changed seconds later.
A car was trying to go to the other side. Some of my neighbors were already in the middle of the street, dancing like maniacs. Once the car stopped in front of them, they laid their bodies against the door and continued dancing. It was like they were trying to have sex with the car. I couldn't see the driver's face, but I knew he/she was wondering "What the hell is going on?"
They finally stopped dancing and let the car drive away. The only I had to say after that was "That's my kind of party."