The rain swept sides and thunder rolled loudly as the bar door swung open, hurriedly a tall slender built man step inside and quickly closed the door, wiping his feet on the mat and looking up with a smile on his face.
"Party is here!" the man yelled with a smile
a non distinct voice answered back "Shut up Mike!"
Mike laughed and smiled hung his coat on a hook and turned right into the bar.
"You picked a shitty day to turn 40 Jerry." Mike said as he sat down at the bar next to the chubby balding man.
"You're telling me about it." the chubby balding man patted Mike on the back
The bartender approaches each men order their drinks. Mike paying for both. Small talk ensues and the night wears on. The storm outside not interupting good friends catching up.
