Tommy, Jason, Zack, Rocky, and Adam were sitting in silence around a dying fire, enjoying the quiet and calm of the surrounding woods and the relaxing cool night air.
"I'm bored," said Zack.
"I'm cold," said Jason.
"I'm hungry," said Rocky.
"And I'm Adam," Adam said, rolling his eyes. "And I'm an alcoholic."
"Well then you're in the right place," Zack said dryly. "'Cause there isn't any booze for miles around…"
One by one, they all turned to look at Tommy, who threw his hands in the air exasperatedly. "I'm sorry!" He exclaimed. "I thought I put it in the trunk, but apparently-"
"You forgot," they all finished for him.
"Of all the things to forget, it had to be the keg," Jason said dramatically.
"Maybe your wife took it out. Did you ever think of that?"
"No, Kat didn't know about the keg. If she knew, we wouldn't even be here."
"At this point, it'd be better if you had told her," Zack muttered.
"Come on guys," Tommy tried to reason. "What would a keg get us? You'd all be bored, cold, and hungry anyway!"
"We could be bored and drunk."
"Or cold and drunk."
"Hungry and drunk!"
"Adam and drunk."
"...Why would we wanna be Adam and drunk?"
"Yeah, isn't he an alcoholic?"
"Uh, guys," Tommy said, sitting up and looking around. "Where's Billy?"
"He had to go to the boys room."
"Ok, just because you're potty training doesn't mean you have to be polite about it."
"Zack's potty training? Really? Congratulations man! I gotta say, it's about freaking time."
"Oh ha ha."
"Guys, really! Where's Billy?"
"I just told you! He's right...there...um..."
They all looked around, then at each other. "Uh-oh."