Flip This Party
by Joe Tripician
private chat between Carl and Bill
WTF happened last night?
You finally up? I thought you died in your sleep.
The house! Looks like Suge Knight rammed his car through here.
Dead bodies?
No. But a lot of dead weight: Jason is snoring in the bathtub & covered in tacos.
Susie is lying on the pool table - the 8 ball in her butt cheeks.
And there’s more trash here than the Kardashians at a trailer park.
It was an awesome party.
Must have been. I don’t remember.
You don’t remember playing Truth or Dare? How Andy took a dare to “hump the hummus”?
No. Did he?
Yeah, and Bobby had to eat the leftovers!
Now I remember. And then Susie took vodka shots each time someone missed sinking a pool ball.
By the end of the night she covered the table.
She was very popular with your audience.
What audience? My blackout drunk guests?
Your online fans.
???
How many brain cells did you kill last night? You don’t remember streaming the party?
Don’t know… don’t think I want to know...
You were live on video from 10 to 4. Almost 1,000 viewers!
Please don’t tell me I performed.
“All the Single Ladies” wearing Susie’s panties!
Kill me now.
You collected donations, too.
You shitting me?
Check your PayPal.
Dude, there’s almost $500 here!!!
Congrats! That should relieve your hangover.
It sure helps. But how do I clean up this place before my parents get here?
No worries. I’m coming over to help you.
Thanks, dude.
Just save me that 8 ball.
4 hours later
I think I’m missing Tommy. Did you see him when you left?
No. I didn’t see him when I came in either. Check his doghouse?
Empty - except for my mom’s necklace. One catastrophe averted.
What do I do now? Tommy’s their favorite pet. More than me.
Chill out. He’ll show up.
But what if he got kidnapped? Or a car ran over him?
Send out a message to your guests.
I did. They don’t remember anything. Useless degenerates.
Ask your fans.
I’m too embarrassed. But Tommy is like family, and my folks will be here in two hours.
Guess I gotta do what I gotta do…
30 minutes later
Someone found him!
Great! Where is he?
152 Lakeshore Drive. A guy saw him sneak out during the party -
- and found him in his backyard with Susie’s panties in his mouth!
That dog must really miss you!
Bro, can you do me a favor?
I’m on it. Tell the guy I’ll be there in 1/2 hour to pick up Tommy.
You’re a real friend.
Just don’t expect me to touch the panties.
one hour later
Dude, where r u? My folks will be here soon.
I’m stuck in traffic. Let me -
Bill? What happened?
Tommy jumped out the car window. Near Exit 23.
Can’t turn off. Traffic on both sides… sorry, man
Shit. I’m doomed.
private chat between Mom and Carl
Hi dear. We’re on our way. Did you miss us?
No, haha. When are you arriving?
We will be an hour late, I’m afraid. Your father hit a dog. And now we’re stuck in traffic.
Where are you?
Near Exit 23.
Tell me when you get close, ok?
Of course, dear.
group message to live stream audience
Dear Fans. Help!
I need a black Doberman dog. STAT!
I’ll pay $100 to the first one to deliver it to 17 North Congrove St. Must be here in 1 hour.
one hour later
private chat between Carl and Bill
Any luck?
All kinds - good and bad.
Good first?
Someone responded to my text to get a substitute dog.
And the bad?
So did 30 other people.
My home is like a rave at a dog shelter. It’s messier than when I woke up this morning.
I can’t get them to leave.
The dogs or the people?
Both. What do I do now?
I’m 15 minutes away. Let me handle it, and you go meet your parents at a nice restaurant.
Good idea. See if you can get the place in order while I stall my folks.
2 hours later
Dude, we finished dessert and now I’m in the bathroom and out of time.
Your neighbor found the real Tommy.
Great!
Don’t celebrate yet.
I couldn’t get rid of the other dogs, and the place is in bad shape.
Shit!
Correct - all over the place.
I can’t face my folks. And I can’t slip out of the restaurant. Their table’s right by the bathroom.
I’m gonna punk out by text.
I’ll be here until you need me.
Maybe the last time you’ll see me.
private chat between Mom and Carl
Mom, share this with Dad if you don’t think he’ll kill me.
What is it dear? Do you need help in the bathroom. Ha Ha!
Mom, stop drinking for a second and listen:
While you guys were away I had a little party.
How little?
Everything’s fine, but I got freaked out when Tommy went missing.
Oh, dear. I was afraid of that.
But we found him by the neighbor’s house & he’s fine & don’t punish me please!
Dear, don’t worry. Your father thought he ran over him on the highway and killed the poor doggy. Thank God you found him.
So you’re not mad at me?
Of course not. It’s not like you invited all the dogs in the area to our home, right?
Right?
Carl?
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