Sunday, May 18, 2008

Side Action from Friday Night

At some point I had to go to the bathroom as most drunk people do at some point. I couldn’t find any place at the party, so me and that Andrew guy went up to the roof and did our business up there. Finding our way to the roof was an adventure itself, but peeing was another one all together. I get to a spot that I deem suitable, and let rip. I notice that I have an incredible view of the city, but that I also have an incredible view of a wedding taking place in front of me.

Don’t worry I don’t stop urinating. I continue while I watch the lovely ceremony. I just hope they don’t turn around and watch me. After I finish I run away for whatever reason. I then rejoin the party to discover that my friends are nowhere to be found.

I then glace upon this closet. It was a magic closet because people would go in, but no come back out. I had to inspect further.

I walk over to the closet, which maybe has 5 sq ft of area to it, and as I get near I see a light coming from inside. I told this story to my mom and her first reaction is that I'm crazy and I've been watching the Chronicles of Narnia. I'm telling you this is real, but maybe I was in Narnia.

Anyways, so I get to the closet and I notice a hole in the side of it. I look through the hole then go in. On the other side is a whole other room with a bunch of people in there, including my friends. As soon as I get there my friends decide it is time to leave.

So turn around I did, and I walked right back through that hole. Only this time danger struck. As I turned the corner my shirt got caught on something, but since I was drunk I didn't really notice it and kept walking. That means I ripped my shirt something wicked. The sad thing was that I only have this shirt for the next day or so, but it was ok because I was going to be buying lots of new shirts shortly after that.

Anyways as I will describe later I had to get home the next day reeking of liquor, looking a mess, wearing a shirt with a huge rip in it, with blistered and cut up feet. I definitely looked like I had been in a fight or something and I laughed about it the whole way home.

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