Looks and Arrows

A birthday party at a dacha. A pretty chick was ecstatic to hear the hit “Looks and Arrows”, and draped herself all over a guy, who promptly returned the favour. The birthday kid was an angry drunk. One passable young man was warmly recommended to me, since the folks were worried over me being single; I wasn’t interested. The buses weren’t moving and I only got to go home in the morning.