Poor Chris, he got the flu the day before his birthday party. He started getting sick Thursday night and has been bedridden for the past few days. There were actually quite a few people that were going to show up, including his parents, and my aunt and uncle that rarely come out. He was really dissapointed though, and I felt bad for him. He was looking forward to partying. We were going to have a cornhole and poker tournament. Oh well, at least I have enough hamburgers and hot dogs to last me a month.
What did I do that night? Well I went to the mini-party without him. My aunt and uncle still came over, and my brother and his girlfriend, so we had dinner with my parents. Chris had to stay at home and be sad.
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