I typed this up for friends, but it should do. (names have been changed)

 

Since 8 o'clock yesterday, my life has been a fucking

rush. Huge ass party with booze, weed, and a ton of

chicks (although I never did get any action) it was a

good experience. However, I had to chase everyone out

because my friend (the host of the party) was getting

nervous about the cops showing up, plus he wanted some

time to smoke out of the "master bong" (which was

named 'Gretchen') so I had to tell everyone that the

cops were threatening to come over, and that place

cleared out, with everyone gone except for Jake the

host, Marcus, Chuck, Tom the weed supplier, and Wade

the general dumbshit. I drove a friend home, then went

over to another friend's house cuz they were having

their own little gathering there (no where near as bad

though, just a close group of friends).

 

There, I spent some time with the decent group, then

went back to Jake's house to see if they needed help

cleaning up. At the door, I knocked. I heard laughter,

running (later I was told that the people of the above

names freaked out, thinking I was a cop. Tom threw his

smoking weed in the back yard, Marcus and Wade went to hide in the bathroom, but came back out to answer the door.) So at the door, I see everyone.

Marcus: "SHIT, dude we thought you were the cops. Quick

get inside!" He grabs me.

Me: "No man I can't go in there then I'll start

smelling like weed!"

Jake: "I love you man!" He hugs me.

Marcus: "Jaz, I hate you but at the same time I love

you." He hugs me too.

Me: "So you guys don't need help cleaning up?"

Jake: "No, we got it here."

 

So I left and went back to the other gathering. After

that, I went home, went to bed.

 

The next morning, I call up Marcus and ask if he needs

help. He tells me yes, but he should be done soon.

Hours pass, and during that time I grabbed two job

applications. Then I start going back home, and Marcs

calls me and says "JAZ, ZACH'S MOM CALLED SHE SAID

SHE'LL BE HOME IN AN HOUR!!!WE NEED TO CLEAN UP!!!" "SHIT ALRIGHT MARCUS I'LL BE THERE." So I start speeding over to the house, and we fix the furniture, hang pictures back up, toss bags of beer bottles in my car trunk. We're fucking

FRANTIC. We broke the glass to a picture, but got all

the rest up. Meanwhile Dave was supposed to look for

trash on the ground and pick it all up. After all

that, we thought the job was done. The house looked

decent. But there were bottles still in my car. I sped

over to a dump, and threw it all there. Drove to

Wade's house to clean the back of my car (bottles

leaked some alcohol so my car smelled like booze, and

if my parents smelled it, I was dead!). Cleaned the

trunk, then went back home, fucking tired as hell. I

thought it was over. Nope. Hours later, Jake's mom

called me, and told me the house was trashed (several

of the pictures had fallen, bottle caps were found on

the floor.) She knew we had a party because of the

bottle caps. The first thing that came to my mind was

"WADE YOU GODDAMN FUCKING IDIOT. YOU SHOULD HAVE FOUND

THOSE!!!" Someone had also stuck gum on the wall.

"There were these small train tracks that were kind of

messed up" she told me, but to the best of my

knowledge, the train tracks were untouched, so she's

full of shit about that... I told her some lies that

made Jake seem innocent, and that the people just

barged in on us while we were minding our own

business....... she asked to talk to my mom, then my

mom yelled at her, because she was trying to put some

blame on me as well.... hours after that, Jake called

me. He asked me why I told her we had a party. I told

him that his mom already knew by the bottle caps on

the ground and the fallen pictures. He then told me

that his mom said I was the most honest. I told him

"Jake, jesus fucking christ man, I'm so sorry, what I

told her should make you seem innocent. Seriously, I

told her it was out of all our control, and that we

eventually called the cops to chase em out." Shit,

now Jake has to live with his dad, his mom won't allow

him back in, not even to get his stuff...... In

reality, Jake and Marcus bought the beer, Marcus and

another Nick made the invatiations for the party...

and the rest is history. This is the most fucked up

thing I've ever been involved in. I wouldn't trade this experience with anything in the world though.

 

I really don't give a shit about feedback, just wanted to entertain.

:wow: so?

What a ho bag.

too fucking complicated k half of it dont make sense

too fucking complicated k half of it dont make sense

 

What are you talking about, it makes sense.

 

I do enjoy being of the age where I can party and not have to worry about my PARENTS figuring it out though.

If that's the most fucked up thing you've been involved in you haven't lived much, but sucks for you being honest.

sucks, and if you dont understand the story your really dumb.

 

run down. had a party , mom wanted to find out if there was 1, he said yes but making it look like it wasnt them who started it, and friend got kicked out becuz he said there was a party.

 

you dumbshit learn to read

Who are YOU to say that I am dumb. Well see that soon enough.

FAK3R']If that's the most fucked up thing you've been involved in you haven't lived much' date=' but sucks for you being honest.[/quote']

Faker, you are absolutely correct. I haven't lived through shit until yesterday. And I got a hold of Marcus, he ain't talkin to that bitch now. So in the end it sort of worked out.

Man, I've had some bad fucking party experiences myself dude.

 

One was where we had to clean dried vomit of the WALL because I missed the window.

 

Another was a field party, where the host had no clue wtf he was doing because the field was small and like right next to several houses. Needless to stay the cops got called on us and we ran for the bushes and stayed there for ten minutes. Man that was an adrenaline rush, there in the bushes, all drunk, waiting for flash lightes to spot us. So after ten minutes when no one came we made a run for our cars, and AS we got on the road, a cop pulled up behind us. So we're like "drive strait, drive the speed limit, everything's cool"....and it was, he didn't pull us over.

 

Then there was another field party, this time A HUGE PRIVATE field where you never see cops. I went fourwheeling drunk, fell off going 35, and had the fourwheeler roll down into a ditch and bump into a tree. I was too stupid to put it in 4 wheel drive and revers to push it out of there, because i was drunk, so i ran all the way back there where the fire was and had to tell people i kinda fell off lol. Everyone was stoned and drunk so no one cared. It was my fourwheeler.

cliffnotes: I'm a noob at life i went to a cockfest party, got caught, and ratted my friend out.

sucks man, glad you had a good experiance, i wouldnt i liked to have your hang over, shame his mum acted so tough over one "mistake" he could of lied and blamed other people for putting him up to it, peer pressure sort of thing, anyway dont much give a shit how it turns out but an intresting(ish) story

wow, if that's all..... you sir, got one hell of a fucked up life.

way crazier shit then u

 

one time i got freaked out, i think i was sixteen and i was picking up a freind at YMCA it was like 12am and a party train to thjis party we were going to had just left and the ymca lady called the cops on the party train.

anyways i was drunk my friend was drunk and he hoped in me car with a 40 and a six pack and right as i start my car a cop pulls in and laddee dah he ended up saying "poor out teh alky and leave kthnxbai"

 

yeah good times

awww chink broke cherry by going to his first party kodak fuckin moment and just wondering where did you copypaste that from?

Last party I was at broke up with someone yelling "Does he have a gun?" Cause these 2 guys were fighting and I guess one of them was going to get a gun or something. I dont know I got out of there havent been to a "party" since then. Fucking partys suck anyways just annoying ass people that have no tolerance for alcohol or weed.

worst party ive been too was this girls birthday party that started out small, few drinks, beer pong, good times. all of a sudden all these wierd ass sketchy kids show up with a whole bunch of drugs. so they go and smoke in the girls bedroom and then all of a sudden like 300 dollars worth of weed dissapears. theres a huge fucking fight and the kid who lost the weed ended up calling some of his friends because he never got the shit back. i got out of there before more ppl showed up because somone was gonna get hurt bad.

 

was actually kinda funny considering i dont smoke so i got to sit on the sidelines and watch it all.

i got out of there before more ppl showed up because somone was gonna get hurt bad.

 

was actually kinda funny considering i dont smoke so i got to sit on the sidelines and watch it all.

 

No, you didnt see the good shit go down.

Last time i went to a party things got really fucked up...

after almost half the party had passed out 2 guys started fighting and one of them had a bottle of beer cracked on his skull and all these chicks who were sitting there drunk as hell started panicking and it was funny as hell... but the cops showed up and me and some friends were running like crazy... :madkeke: