This Week in Milford

December 16, 2016

A rave in time saves nine.

Filed under: actual action, Central City Cretins, general nonsense, Gil Thorp — robmize2013 @ 8:03 pm

So Aardvark pulled what amounts to an all-nighter at the Central City rave, then ‘lost track of time’ somewhere between 4 AM and 7 AM. Came straight to practice in basketball attire, so that means he wore that to the rave. In December. Winter. Cold. Yep. Meet our latest installment of I’m a Milford Douchbag.

So apparently there’s nothing else to do in Central City except go to a rave, since his teammate put those 2 facts together. Ah – thats why they showed us the opening scene. Always start somewhere, these pitiful plots.

I suppose Aardvark thinks raves are either for kids or grownups, and he is neither. That remains to be seen.

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3 Comments »

  1. Hmm. Aaaaron is wide-eyed and high-energy, goofy and gregarious after an all-night rave. Are we getting set up for a plot line around Ecstasy or Molly, or perhaps even crystal meth?

    Comment by Moon Mullins — December 16, 2016 @ 8:25 pm

  2. Somehow, I hear the words “I’m a Milford Doucbag” playing to the tune of “I’m a Little Teacup.”

    Comment by Matt — December 16, 2016 @ 8:58 pm

  3. I’ve lived in the Indiana/Kentucky area all my life, arguably one of the hottest tickets for high school basketball, and it is hard for me to imagine some schmuck gettin’ it on at a nightclub on the fringe of Owensboro, Ky. doing his best Tony Manero with that glittering orb announcing his Transfiguration then racing down U.S. 60 in the bitter December cold with traces of snow displayed in the pockets of the huntin’ fields so that he can have enough energy to make it to Henderson County HS gym and rain 3’s as if he had scarfed in enough snoozes thanks to Sominex.
    There’s actually been a time when Johnny Rourke went through the files of Anderson(Indiana) High School, Tracey Prescott his accomplice, and burned them with his Zippo, then they dance into a tarantella at the Casbah, JR down to his Hanes, then he looks at his watch and goes “Shit!!!! Practice is in 1/2 hour!!!!!!!”? Try selling that script.
    No, I don’t think Tracey will loan him money for coffee for the obvious or for cologne(at the Anderson 24-hour Wal-Mart, naturally) to cover the Drewry’s essence, not to mention give him an Indiana road map so he can find his way to Kokomo High School. That wouldn’t be a good start to Hoosiers: The Next Generation.

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — December 18, 2016 @ 10:12 am


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