Hey Guys!

What's up? I thought I would make a post about the last party I went to, and how "Crappy" it ended up being.

I substituted names with nicknames/screen names.

So at the time, I was kicked out of my house, and chilling at my G-ma's for a week. I found a bottle of vodka under her dresser, and I was like... this friday... your mine. So I set it up a bit. Me, Devour, Piggy, and Devours friend were just gunna chill and down it. Nuff to qet us all wasted three times. And Piggy, and Devour both can hold thier booze. Basically, we didn't do anythingtil bout 9, when we started taking shots from the bottle, and chilling on chatroullette. As Piggy, and Devour kept on going on, they started to bug me bout how I was drinking less than them. I took it as a challenge, and right out destroyed the bottle, and ended up right messed. By 11 I was blackout drunk... I woke up the next morning going "WTF" and walked in the room where the guys were chillin. Paradox, and the J man were there (dunno when they got there) and they began to explain stuff. First the easy stuff. They told me I puked on Devours living room carpet, his couch and all over my leg. Then they told me how the J man shaved off my left eyebrow. I rock a emo flip, so my hair covered it so it was all good. Then they told me that the J man got me to smoke weed around 1 AM, wich was wierd cuz it would be the first time i've ever smoked weed, and I was black out drunk, so I didn't remember it. THEN, the worst part.

Apparently, I didn't feel like walking to the bathroom, so I took my shirt off in Devours living room, and just took a crap in it. Why? How the heck would I know? Any ways, it left sum bug stain on his carpet, and he hates me now.

Moral? --> Know your limits, know when to stop.