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Hope everyone has fun tonight, would love to hear some funny ass stories ITT tomorrow. Please stay safe, know your limits, and please don't drink and drive. I've lost too many friends that way About to head out for the night, here we go 2012.
Friend called me with a party to go to at some kid's house in a sketchy town, but I was all for it. I went out to go pick up my two friends and head to the party. When I got to my friend's house, they were sitting outside ready to go, along with another kid I know. Now this kid is the sketchiest of the sketch, I try to avoid hanging out with him at all costs, but he was tagging along that night. They all got in my car, and we headed to the party. Once we got there, I met everyone there, and for the most part they were pretty chill with the exception of the house owner. He was pretty haggardly, and you can tell he could be into some weird shit. The entire night he was smoking weed out of a crack pipe. For a few hours, it was a good time. Drinking, listening to music, chilling with a couple kids I know. Now majority of these kids are biker/skater. I'm not into that stuff, because I simply sucked at it back when I was younger. So I had pretty much nothing to talk about the whole night. Then, this is where the night goes to shit. The house owner comes into the living room freaking out because someone took a bike frame out of his back room. The first person I looked at was the sketchy kid that tagged along with me, who happens to bike. Immediately, the dude pulls us all outside and searches our cars for the frame. At this point, I was completely expecting it to be in my trunk. To no surprise, it was. The first thing I wondered was why my doors were unlocked, as I remembered to lock them before going inside. Checked my backpack, my keys were nowhere to be found. Went to the sketchy kid, told him to empty his pockets, there's my keys. The idiot is completely wasted and acts so surprised. At this point the owner tells all 4 of us to get the fuck out. After trying to argue with this douche, I went back in, grabbed my champagne I brought for the bottle drop, and left. Knowing we didn't do a damn thing, and it was sketchy kid's fault, we left him there to figure his own shit out. I was way too drunk to get on the highway and drive us back to my house. Instead, I drove about a 3/4 mile down a dirt road, hypocrocizing my OP, but there was nobody to drive us, and there was no way I'd be getting onto a paved road. I made it to a soccer field I played at a few times back in high school, pulled into the dirt lot and parked in between some bushes. We went outside, and just sat there. Figured we'd try to sober up so we can all crash back at my place. We watched the ball drop on my iphone, and saved the champagne for another day. Listened to music for a few hours, and they even napped back in my car. 4 AM came around, at this point I'm feeling fine. Downed a bunch of water bottles and pissed everything out. I woke up my friends, packed up camp, and left the field. We wanted to get some breakfast before heading to my place so we went to the closest McDonalds. Turns out they don't serve breakfast at 4 AM. McDoubles were had. My friends were tired and beat. I drove us all back without a problem. They all crashed. Woke up to the shittiest new year ever. Thanks sketchy kid.
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