AKA Another badass party

Regulators!!! MOUNT UP!

It was a cold saturday, but fuck it - I'm having another party. The normal group was there, this time we were gonna get trashed, slammed, pounded, sloshed, wasted, drunk, crunk, fucked up, shit faced, plastered, gone, we were gonna drink a little.

Blah blah talking blah blah talking blah blah

Fast forward to beer pong game number 2. Me and Alesha were on one team and Kris and Rick on the other - A. has never played before and is only 16 (and pregnant) so I had to do the drinking (what a shame). Kris and Rick aka "The Unstoppable Team" - as they claim - go up quickly and have us down to one cup and we havent even made one shot on them. This is where Mike likes to play. I love losing one match in a two and out tournament, being up against the wall knowing that it is either step up or step out. It is do or die time, and all it comes down to is that your one last and best hope, not to succeed, but simply to survive is yourself. That's my playground. That's where I live my life. I'm down my 5 cups and Alesha can't even get the ball near the table. One by one I start making balls in the cups.... I single handedly tie it up while drinking and distracting the other team. It's tied up the pressure is on - I throw my ball and it hits the lip, bounces strait up and misses. DAMN IT! Alesha, who has been completely hopeless this whole time, steps up and drains it... that's my little girl. My undefeated streak continues.

Fast forward to about 3 AM, my sister come in the house talking about how drunk she was driving home and such. She's gone and we are all making fun of her mass. Brennen gets the genius idea to throw a beer cap at her drunk ass. As we all are well aware of, ones coordination greatly decreases with each beer one has drank. Needless to say, we all had consumed a few, so Brennen's throw was slightly off target.... By about 5 feet. Upon landing, however, the beer cap sent and invisible shock wave that traveled with such great speed and velocity that it not only lifted my sister entirely off the ground, but also forced her to land back on her feet, dance a miniature jig and then tumble to the ground and hit her head squarely on the pavement. This was no ordinary beer cap, this beer cap was attacking my sister. This beer cap was not fucking around.

Tape noise... fast forward about 45 minutes to Zach....

Zach notices that I have a cat and figures it will be a great idea to dance with it. So he chases it into the tool closet and picks it up. The whole time the cat is hissing and yelling at him, but of course its doing no good, because he's deaf. This is gonna be good. Wam bam. The cat hits Zach, who just stares at it like WTF? and doesnt let it go. That's when the cat goes crazy on Zach biting him and attacking him like there is no tomorrow. It's funny.

Later in the night, as everyone is falling asleep passing out, whatever you are gonna call it, i look up and see Zach making his way to the wall. Here is a word for word transcript of what I said... there is no better way to explain it....

"What are you doing? Come on! NO... You are pissing on my wall. QUIT PISSING ON MY WALL! CUT IT OUT.... DAMN IT YOU ARE DEAF, SOMEBODY THROW SOMETHING AT HIM"

Wake up and clean up. Who Dey! Colts lost. Good Day

As for the flag... you are just gonna have to wait and see