Friday, October 10, 2025

the hot tub party

my friend Jimmy calls me up
and asks me
if i want to go
to a hot tub party
on Joe's deck.
beer and food on him.
hmmm. really? i ask.
what is it 1985 again?
come on man, he says.
Joe's cousin Jill is going to be there.
Jill, the Jill.
she used to be a cheerleader
for the Cowboys
back when Craig Morton
was the quarterback.
yeah, i remember her, but
hasn't she had five kids
since then?
so what?
she's divorced now and on
Ozempic.
her twin daughters are coming too,
they're nineteen
and stars
on Only Fans.
geez, i don't know.
how big is this hot tub?
from what i remember
Joe weighs three hundred
pounds
and is not fond of a bar of soap.
is the tub cleaned on a regular basis?
Bleach and Chlorine?
of course, of course
he found a dead racoon in it
the other day,
but he drained it and cleaned
it all up.
he's got the pump working again
and finally
the jets aren't pumping out
any rust.
so come on.
it'll be fun.
bring a towel, and don't worry
about trunks
or anything.
it should be fun.
oh, and
take some penicillin before hand,
if you have some.

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