I’m leaning against one of the sparse trees overlooking the open field in front of Brush Towers as three guys play Frisbee in front of me. On a hot, humid night, eating ice cream and relaxing is exactly what I like to do. My friend Erin and I were doing just that when we decided to sit and watch these guys play Frisbee. The three guys were having a really good time and getting really into the game. From down the street at Pinch Penny, music was playing. It could be heard perfectly, and all three of them were singing along to Jimmy Buffets’, “Cheeseburger in Paradise”. One of the guys there had long blonde dreadlocks tied up in a bunch. He wasn’t wearing shoes and the dried, dead grass and dirt flew up every time he stepped down. They all had Greatful Dead tie-dye shirts and long dreadlocks. One of the guys was doing back flips while throwing the Frisbee. It was amazing h
ow he could do that; I’d never seen anyone do a back flip while tossing a Frisbee. I could tell it was getting darker when the massive park lights were turned on. I could see so much more now, including the ice cream fixed to my shirt nicely in a giant pink smear. Two of the guys were yelling at the other, telling him to throw the Frisbee really long. He began to get his stance ready, leaned back, and launched that round disc out of the field. The other two raced to catch up to it but it had already gone into the parking lot. The air was silent until the Frisbee landed, and made the biggest “Bang!” I’ve ever heard. I couldn’t see what happened but I’m sure it wasn’t good.
My friend Erin and I were relaxing on a hot, humid night last week when we saw some guys throwing a Frisbee around. We had gotten ice cream and decided to go watch them throw it around for a while
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