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Aristus

(66,274 posts)
Sat Apr 25, 2020, 12:33 AM Apr 2020

Don't you love the irony of us getting together to celebrate our solitary natures?

I always feel alone, even in a crowd.

There's a joke going around the internet:

When we were young, we sneaked out of the house to go to parties.

Now we sneak out of parties to go home.





Story of my life...

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Don't you love the irony of us getting together to celebrate our solitary natures? (Original Post) Aristus Apr 2020 OP
I hear you. wendyb-NC Apr 2020 #1
As a sometime theater actor, I feel comfortable with a large crowd. Aristus Apr 2020 #2
I once snuck out of a house party to the backyard. yonder Apr 2020 #3

Aristus

(66,274 posts)
2. As a sometime theater actor, I feel comfortable with a large crowd.
Sat Apr 25, 2020, 12:40 AM
Apr 2020

And one or two close friends.

Get me in a room with fifteen people, and I start looking for the exits...

yonder

(9,653 posts)
3. I once snuck out of a house party to the backyard.
Sat Apr 25, 2020, 12:21 PM
Apr 2020

I thought to leave through a side gate. Discovered they were both 6 foot tall. And locked. A decidedly non-Dan Fosbury scramble found me snagged on a top picket with torn 501's. Then a hinge or two broke. That deposited my half-lit ass on the other side where I secured my escape. There was a bit of blood. But I was freeeee!

It hasn't been that difficult maintaining a social distance. For gregarious Mrs. yonder though, it's a different story.

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