Well last night was interesting to say the least. I started the night off with a few beers at home, then Erin drove Ben, Gow, and I up to Saugeen for a party that Dustin and Eddy were having in rez. So we showed up at Saugeen to find a drunken pukefest on the boys' floor. We had a few beers as we wandered the halls until the party kinda died down.
We were sitting around in the boys' room when someone started up that "ole, ole ole ole ole" song. Dustin lost his drunken balance and fell into a bunch of bottles and a homemade bar they had set up. As Dustin was getting up Eddy came in with a ceiling tile and shattered it on Dustin's head. Then everyone started smashing each other with pieces of the ceiling tile, filling the room with a chalky kind of dust. Alot of people cleared out but a few guys stayed in the room. Then someone threw a chair at the wall, followed by dozens of beer and liquor bottles that all ended up in one corner. Fortunately the beds were missing from the room for the night.
In the end a table, many chairs, and countless beer bottles ended up in pieces. I have no idea how they cleaned that shit up.
We headed for the bar only to find a huge lineup at the Ceeps. So James, Logan, Joc and I went to T.J.'s for a few pints. Later we hit hit the Ceeps and met up with everyone who stood in line for over an hour. It only took us five minutes to get in.
After the bar James had the bright idea of visiting his parents in a hotel close by, since they were in town for his sister's dance competition. I have no idea how 3 drunks (James, Gow, and I) got into the hotel without being stopped by anyone. So we woke up his parents, his sister, and her boyfriend and talked about all sorts of things. Namely sex. I prefer to think that old people don't have sex.
After we left them in relative peace, we walked back to the guys' place, only to find a parking meter on a sidestreet. Since the rain had started, the ground was getting soft. So after alot of back and forth shoving, the thing came out of the ground and the boys hauled it back to their place. Once inside, they went to town on it with a hammer, to no avail. It was like watching two monkeys try to get into an oyster shell or something. I passed out and awoke in a daze on the couch, wondering where the hell I was.
Looking back I still can't decide who was the biggest fool of the evening. I'm just glad it wasn't me.
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