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when i was 17/18, i used to do pretty fucked up but funny shit that I now look back and laugh. me and a few freinds would crash house parties wasted out of our fucking minds and whenever i went to use the bathroom, i made it a ritual to pee in the hair shampoo and wipe my ass with the toothbrushes. i would never do it to my friend's house parties, only the houses where I didn't know anyone.
this continued well into my college years where I gladly performed my ritual at douchebag frat houses. crashing those frat parties were fun, we would drink all of their alcohol, hit on their girlfriends and then throw up on their carpets while hearing "who is that guy? anyone invite him?" after that you get rushed by several people trying to throw you out, and then you go captain insano on their asses and wildly start throwing punches everywhere but your so drunk you don't know who you are hitting.
and in the morning, you wake up in your car parked at some random house with a half eaten jumbo jack in your lap. and then later on that day when you see your friend, he has a black eye and you automatically think they jumped him too but it was really your friends who rushed you, trying to escort your drunk ass out of the party and you wildly started swinging at them yelling incoherent jibber jabber.
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