I bet mine's worse... Yesterday qualifies for one of the most fucked up nights i've ever had, and believe me, i've had A LOT of fucked up nights. So let me begin, my friends call me up like "yo the fuck you doing tonight?" So I say "Nothing right now, pretty bored, are you gonna take me out?" He says "Nope, I failed the drivers test so I got no liscence, we gotta stay in town tonight, we're going to McCaig and getting fucked up over there" That's when he hangs up and I hear my doorbell ring. I answer the door and there's my 4 good friends standing infront of the driveway holding two 24 cases. So I was like, noice! We went to McCaig and just downed beers and smoked the shit out of some semi-decent weed =\. Well a few hours later we're fucked up and my friend slaps my other friend as a joke for saying something stupid. So then my other friend slaps him for slapping him, so I slapped him. Then it just became a 2-on-2 tag team slap boxing match. Well I box anyways (provincial champ bitches!) and Matt is a big muh fucka, and decided he's gonna start boxing soon too. So whatever happens I nailed the first kid with a nice right slap and he was done, then we went and I was waiting for my friend to get his slaps in on the other guy cuz we don't do the 2-on-1 cheap shit, but then since I was waiting not paying attention he smacked me anyways got a nice shot too my lip was bleeding. So I go, ah fuck no bitch, it's 2-on-1 now. I think then we both somehow ended up on the pavemant cuz it transformed into a wrestling match. Well it's hard to slapbox when you're wobly/tipsy as fuck. So anyways, that was cool, then Matt pitches the idea of bare knuckling, so ofcourse i'm first to take the challenge. He got me with a nice body shot, but when he went for the head he'd throw predictable right hand leads. So I just moved out of the way came in and unleashed a flurry of hits. I think I got a nice jab, then a left hook, then a right uppercut, and then pounded his body. He clinched on me quick though and then pushed me off and threw a right hook right away that almost took my jaw off. Ya the left side of my jaw kills now. Well after that he stopped cuz he apparently had a rock in his foot, so i'm thinking "pussy" But then he takes his shoe off and there's a big fucking shard of broken glass from a bottle we chucked right through his shoe, and his sock was covered in blood. I gave him my house key to push the glass out, and then I somehow forgot to ask for it back. So when he left somewhere and I went home I had no fucking house key to get in. I went around biking for another hour trying to find him on the streets, even went to 7/11's that were open 24 hours so I could call his cell. Didn't work, I had to bike back home and pass out in my shed in the backyard. Then I wake up to the garage opening cuz my step-dad was going to work. So I casually got up, got out of the shed and walked into the garage, and he's like "Were you sleeping outside? What the hell, what's wrong with you, are you on drugs? That's not right, what the hell, go in and go to sleep" The whole time I was "................." then I walked in and went to sleep. And ya, now I have to go to work until late and I still don't have a key for when I get back so WTF?!

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