Listen, this thing, this white party, it’s a big deal, you know? All them fancy folks, dressed up like they’re going to a wedding or somethin’. But it’s all white, head to toe, like a bunch of ghosts runnin’ around. This fella, what’s his name… Michael Rubin, he’s the one throwin’ this shindig. Every year, he does it. Big house out in the Hamptons, sounds like a made-up place to me.
This year, that Drake fella was there. You know the one, sings them songs on the radio, the young folks like him. He was there, all smiles, wearin’ white like everybody else. Looked like he was having a good time, I reckon. Lots of pictures of him, grinnin’ like a possum eatin’ a sweet potato.
And then there was that other one, Jake Paul. Now, he’s a troublemaker, that one. Always gettin’ into somethin’, fightin’ and carryin’ on. He was there too, though, lookin’ all innocent in his white clothes. You wouldn’t know he was a wild one just lookin’ at him. It’s like dressin’ a hog in a Sunday suit, don’t change what’s underneath.
They say this party is for the big shots, the movers and the shakers. I don’t know what that means, but I guess it means you gotta be somebody to get an invite. Lots of famous people there, more than sixty, they said! More people than we got in our whole town, I bet. All gathered up in that one big house, eatin’ fancy food and drinkin’ fancy drinks. Probably don’t even have sweet tea, can you imagine?
- Drake was there, singin’ his songs.
- Jake Paul, the troublemaker, he was there too.
- All dressed in white, like a bunch of angels.
- Big party, lots of famous folks.
- That Michael Rubin fella, he’s the one who threw it.
This white party, it’s on the Fourth of July. That’s our Independence Day, you know. We usually have a barbecue, shoot off some fireworks. But these folks, they have a whole different way of celebratin’. All dressed up, eatin’ fancy food, probably don’t even know what a good potato salad tastes like.
Now, I saw some pictures online. Lots of folks takin’ pictures, puttin’ them up for everyone to see. One picture, it got a lot of likes. I don’t know the exact number, I don’t follow that kind of thing, but it got a lot. People were commentin’ on it, too. Sayin’ all sorts of things. These young folks and their internet.
This Drake, he’s a big deal, I guess. Always in the news, always somethin’ goin’ on with him. He’s like that rooster we used to have, always crowin’, always wantin’ attention. But he makes the young folks happy, so I guess that’s somethin’.
And that Jake Paul, well, he’s just a mess. But he’s famous too, in his own way. Famous for bein’ a troublemaker, I suppose. Like that old mule we had, always kickin’ and causin’ a ruckus. But people pay attention to him, that’s for sure.
This white party in the Hamptons, it’s a whole other world. A world I don’t know much about, and probably never will. But it’s interestin’ to hear about, I’ll give it that. Like watchin’ a movie about somethin’ you’ve never seen before. It’s a glimpse into a life that’s so different from mine, it’s hard to even imagine.
They got all their fancy clothes, and their fancy cars, and their fancy houses. And they all get together and have their fancy parties. And for one day, they’re all dressed in white, like they’re all the same. But underneath it all, they’re still just people, I reckon. Just like me and you. Just with a lot more money, and a lot more white clothes.
I wonder if they ever get tired of it all. All that fancy livin’. Sometimes, I think a simple life is the best life. A good meal, a good porch to sit on, and good company. That’s all you really need. You don’t need a big white party in the Hamptons to be happy. But maybe that’s just me.
Well, I reckon that’s all I got to say about this Drake and Jake Paul and their white party. It’s a lot of fuss over nothin’, if you ask me. But it’s somethin’ to talk about, I suppose. And in this old life, sometimes that’s all you need. A little somethin’ to talk about to pass the time. I still don’t know who this Michael Rubin is, but he sure knows how to throw a party that gets people talkin’. Just think, all them people in white, standin’ around, lookin’ like they’re waitin’ for somethin’ to happen. Maybe they’re waitin’ for the rain to wash all that white away and show their true colors. Who knows. This whole thing is kinda funny when you think about it, right?
