so I'm not the kind of guy to rain on someone else's fucked up weekend parade, but this kinda needed a thread. I know everything I did here is really stupid, beleive me I paid for it and don't need to here about how retarted I am. This is just for the sake of everyone knowing what a fucked party this was. So my friends and i were at this kids house grabbing some dinner before our other friend's party on saturday. suddenly he sends us a text saying the shit got blown up and there are legit over a hundred kids, and he needed us to kick people out for him. we hopped in the cars to go over or whatever, only because it was his old house that his family just moved out of, and you can get fucked for throwin a party there.we pull in and there are at least 3 kids sleeping in puddles of urine and boot on the lawn. it was so nuts. we saw probably 20 kids right in the front hall with a sliding glass door in front of them. my 4 friends and i were all tweakin kinda hard so we said lets split up and help this kid out. My big ass friend who i'll just call a, immidietly throws a large log through the glass door. I didn't really think we were taking it that far but i rolled with it anyway. We stepped through the broken glass and started grabbing all the surprised preppy ass lax bros who were blowing up the party. We had made it kinda deep into the house without any problems, despite legit 15-20 people in each room, when a drunk fool who was like 20 and nobody knew hit my friend and said he was going to get his gun. so we just gang up on this dude and i held him down cause I didn't really wanna hurt someone, but my friends were just pummeling this dude so bad. And they didn't even stop there. By now the smart people had left, between our grand entrance and the result of one guy fighting back. I saw a kid i really didn't like who obviously just invited himself and quite a few other unwanted people, so I blocked the door and wouldn't let him leave cause I wanted to get him to hit me. stupid ass move. the kid sucker punched me and we ended up on the ground, drunk, trying to swing at one another. Before I knew it I was on the bottom with a fat ass lip and a bloody nose, about to receive more when the fucking cops show up. Like, 3 or 4 cars it was nuts. Like we went from having almost complete control of the party, to it being complete chaos and everyone running away. I ended up running through the woods with 2 kids who were rolling face, and we fell in a swamp and they were groovin off how cold it felt after they had just run mad far. Bottom line, let kids deal with their own blown up parties.
wooooooooooooow lol at parties like that and underage slash high school drinking period. too bad cc can't top that anymore haha and honestly you wanted to start a fight and ended up on the bottom? hope you learned a lesson there friend. also it was nice of you to help a friend, just sayin
that's what im saying. i learned my lesson from that, i still feel terrible about starting drama and shit. I guess im not a fighter haha
hahaha, sounds like a kicking good time... and you have a story to tell!! if you know you're gonna get in a fight, its always nice to have a friend punch in the face before... it numbs the pain from all preceding blows, gets the adrenaline going. and nobody wants to fight a dude who already has a blackened face.
Never know "what" will show up when ya say "party at "......I put on so many keg parties. we had a sportsmans club we could rent for a $125 a day. of course I took advantage and used atleast every other weekend. it grow to 300-500 people. Then 2 days, then 3. We literly would reserve 100 kegs. We had own security in end and all. It did get old. hahaha dam I miss those days. good way to get rid of alot of blotter.hahahaha Moral to story if any..... never exspect the exspected
It makes sense at the level of snapping one into the fight mindset-- the only flaw I see is that at least in my case, such a "well intended" gesture is likely to be met with an immediate and violent response.
Hmmm, if things have gotten to the point where I'm ready to fight someone, then usually I'm already in the fight mindset. But to each their own I suppose.
I tend to agree with you on this one. I'm not a very big fan of conflict personally... it tends to complicate things I prefer to be uncomplicated... or maybe I'm just getting too old for stupid shit.
