PAAAAAAAARRRRRRTTTTTTY!
Jack Spicer was in his basement listening to another snore-feast upstairs. Why must my parents throw such boring parties? Jack asked himself. He could practically hear the snores and yawns of the guests' up-stairs. He sighed and thought a bit. If only there was a way to make the parties enjoyable so that I don't get board listening to them. He then got an idea. You could practically see the light bulb above his head. "I'll make the this party more presentable!" Jack quickly sketched out a plan that consisted of one demo disc, disco lights, and several old bottles of rum. Jack snuck up-stairs, which was quite easy since most of the guest were falling asleep. He quietly went over to the punch bowl and poured two small bottles of hard liquor in it, then add a little bit of sugar and more punch flavoring. He didn't want to cause suspicion, does he? Next, he quickly rewired an outlet so that when someone turns the switch, disco lights would appear. Lastly, he went over to the stereo, which was currently on a radio station and put his special CD in it. Jack chuckled to himself as he saw several people go for the punch. Now, to start this thing! He quickly went over to his switch and call attention to himself. "HELLO ALL BOARD SENSELESS PEOPLE! I'M HERE TO BRING YOU TO SALVATION!" "Jack! What in Hell's name are you doing?" His mother angry asked. "ROCKIN' THIS JOINT!" He flipped the switch and disco lights came down and load music came on. Beastie Boys "Fight for your right to Party" came on loud and clear. The people who drank the punch quickly went to the dance floor and started dancing. His grandma came in the room, but see didn't look like a Granny. She looked like an aged rock/rebel/motor cyclist. She had biker boots, a leather jacket, a Guns and Roses t-shirt on, (And if you don't know who Guns and Roses are, you're Omi. Small, stupid, and don't know anything:P) Her normally pulled back, gray hair was now a light green spiked and disoriented. "WOO HOO! PAAAARRRTTTTYYYY!" She screamed while she jumped to the dance floor and started break dancing. "Old woman has skiiilllls! (Hic)" Jack heard one of the drunk guest state. Everything was going according to plan. Everybody was dancing accepted his parents, who were trying to stop it! "STOP! THIS IS A CLASSY EVENT! YOU'RE ACTING LIKE ANIMALS!" Jack's Mom said. Suddenly, the radio went into a disco tune, "Shake Your Groove Thang!" Everybody started disco dancing, even Jack. Everybody was laughing and enjoying himself or herself. "JOHN! MAKE THEM STOP!" Mrs. Spicer screamed. She looked over and found him dancing with Jack. "JOHN!" "Sorry honey! Can't hear your boring voice over the fun!" Jack and Mr. Spicer high fived and kept dancing. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mrs. Spicer screamed. She ran out of the house pulling her hair as the others danced the night away. The next morning, almost everybody had a hangover. They went home around 8:00 am. Mr. Spicer was finally really happy for the first time in years. He was, indeed, a party animal and those snob-feast were making him crazy! I guess Jack and his father had more in common than just blood. Any way, Jack sent his robots out looking for his mom as he got some other to help clean the mess. Jack turned on the TV to the news station and quickly called his dad over. "Dad! Come look at this!" The newscast was as fallowed: "Last night at the Spicer's residents, a wild and outrageous party was taken place! Several thousand people came outside and started dancing to the awesome beats that were pumping from inside. Several people said it was all started by one Jack Spicer, son to the infamous Jonathan Spicer and Lily Spicer. (Picture of Jack Spicer, fifth grade, geek photograph.) Many others stated that it was at least the party of the year and had the time of their lives. After several more comments from the crowd, we have confirmed that it was indeed the party of the century! I was there myself and I can say one thing: IF YOU WEREN'T THERE, YOU'RE A LOSER, GEEK, MAMA'S BOY, THAT'S SQUARER THAN A SQUARE! Thank you, and I'd like to ask, if he's listening, that Jack Spicer, would you help me throw my next birthday party? Thank you!
Jack and his father stared at amazement and the, started yelling and screaming "WHERE CELEBRITIES! " Over and over again.
Katnappe just stared at the TV screen in horror and disbelief. The one time I don't go to a snob-feast Spicer party, and I end up missing the biggest party ever!
Kimiko and the other Dragons stared at the screen of Kimiko's PDA. They, also, couldn't believe the news. Then they all shouted in unison, "WE'RE LOSERS FOR NOT GOING TO A LOSER'S PARTY! AHHHHHHHH!" And they wished they'd all drop dead.
Heh hee, Losers.