Carbombs, broken toilets and video games.

So friday was like any other friday: woke up while the sun was setting and went to a friend's house. This friday just happened to be Tron's turn in the rotation, so I went there and we played video games. Long story short, we ended up at Skippy's house where we drank Carbombs vigorously. Ok, I only drank one, but that's because I fear dying. My heart pounds way too hard after drinking, and on more then one occasion I thought it had stopped for a split second.

While at Skippy's, people got a little wasted and soon, all sorts of ess started hitting the fan. A little after that, I noticed the bathroom area had a crowd of people just standing around. Curious like a cat, I pounced over to see what had happen. The floor was covered with water. Someone was holding up a piece of the toilet. I couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone knows how Skippy is, so really, what happened next wasn't really a surprise. But what was surprising was how many people banded together, stayed there, made sure the toilet was fixed, and spent time to calm skippy down. Sure, there was a couple assholes there that were only there to drink and hang out, and seriously, I hope their lives become completely miserable forever.

But Skippy has good friends, and he should know that.

Friends like me!

No, wait, I was probably one of the assholes.