The Party Bible

[eaglez1177]

-Broken windows and chased by a cop

Last spring, I was at my buddies house with three of my best friends. He lives in a big development, so the houses are pretty condensed. Anyways, we decide to go down the street and down a big hill to a ravine to smoke some ganja and drink some bacardi we stored down there. We eventually make it up the hill completely stoned and drunk, and as we're walking around, a fvcking dog starts barkin his head off at us. Its just out on the lawn, and my one friend gets so pissed off and annoyed, he picks up this huge ass rock and chucks it at the dog.

Ten seconds later, we're all tripping/running away for our lives. My friend was so messed up he missed the dog COMPLETELY, and that massive rock went straight through a person's kitchen window, to which the dad immediately ran outside phone in hand calling the cops.

At this point we're all freaking out, and we decide to just run back down into the ravine and hide. After about another twenty minutes, the coast seems pretty clear, and we're all starving from munchies and we're all tired and wanna just chill at my friends house. We decide to go out a back way from the ravine, and we wind up walking along a main road back into the housing development (dumbest idea ever). After walking for like five minutes, a fvcking cop pulls up right behind us.

At first, we all froze and no one had any idea what to do. Then, my one friend just shouts "oh sh*t fvcking run dude!!" We all ran away as fast as our drunken and stoned legs could carry us, and let me say this, I had the BIGGEST and most INCREDIBLE adrenaline rush of my entire life. My heart was legit pounding and the only thing going thru my head was "OMG OMG OMG OMG".

The cop speeds away in front of us, and turns into some random street (little did we know that he actually turned into the housing complex, parked his car, and then ran in from the side of the woods to catch us). None of us realized this cuz we were all just going crazy, and after running for like five minutes, the cop shows up on our right screaming at us to stop.

Now we had to run more, and this time we all just kept running. Two of my friends threw up everywhere while running away, and I threw up about fifteen minutes later. Eventually, we lost the cop, and it took us over two hours to get composed, rest, meet up somewhere, and sneak back to my friends house.

 

[Spade]

More stories....

I was in Spain for spring break and the girls invited me to their hotel room. I went and I decided we needed some beer and a few other guys and then we could play some games. I got 2 more guys and about 10 beers later we decide to play some truth or dare, lol. My buddy Greg dares me to run down the hall, go up the elevator to the roof, and run down the stairs buck naked. I had had about 4 Henikens (good ****, 5% alcohol ) and decided "What the hell." Dropped all my clothes off in the hotel room infront of everyone (got some fun comments from the ladies ) and was off. It was great, I got to the roof and looked over the side. I waved to the people down on the street. Ran back down the stairs, went to the door where the girls were (guys ran to find me... heh) and knocked on the door. One of the girls opened it and I stood in the doorway for a bit and then asked "Where are my clothes? The expression on everyone's faces were pricless
Needless to say we didn't play anymore rounds of T&D... bummer that.


It was my brothers party but I had friends over too, just not nearly as many (this is when we were both still living at home, my mom was obviously out of town). We have a big yard and they set up a fire way in the back. It went like any other party would, a lot of drinking and the usual ****. I felt like getting to bed before the sun came up, so about 4 or 4:30am I went to sleep. Most people hadn't left yet, but the doors were locked, so I figured my brother could handle it. Well, I woke up about 4 hours later with black soot in my nose. I ran downstairs and there was black soot EVERYWHERE! Seems when I went to bed, there was one other drunken idiot in the house would had turned on the stove...On the burner was a cast iron pot with cooking oil in it. Well, lets just say its a lucky thing the house didnt burn down. But we ended up doing a ****load of cleaning and even repainted the kitchen. To save my brothers ass, I agreed to cooberate on a story about him falling asleep while heating up the oil to cook french fries (which, coincidentally enough, actually did happen a couple weeks later, but without any incident). Yeah, and this was just the inside...I gathered about 3 garbage bags full of beer cans and bottles outside. Then of course the next night, he had another party, but a much lower key one.
Another one involving destruction: I wasnt around for this one, but one 4th of July my mom and I went to visit relatives and trusted my bro to keep things straight (yeah, right). Well, we get back and some a$$hole through a 1/4 stick of dynamite in my mom's fish garden, killing the 2 biggest fish and destroying the filter. Most of the babies survived, though. I didnt think it would be this long when I started, but whatever...

keep posting stories guys, pce

 

[eaglez1177]

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I was in Spain for spring break and the girls invited me to their hotel room. I went and I decided we needed some beer and a few other guys and then we could play some games. I got 2 more guys and about 10 beers later we decide to play some truth or dare, lol. My buddy Greg dares me to run down the hall, go up the elevator to the roof, and run down the stairs buck naked. I had had about 4 Henikens (good ****, 5% alcohol ) and decided "What the hell." Dropped all my clothes off in the hotel room infront of everyone (got some fun comments from the ladies ) and was off. It was great, I got to the roof and looked over the side. I waved to the people down on the street. Ran back down the stairs, went to the door where the girls were (guys ran to find me... heh) and knocked on the door. One of the girls opened it and I stood in the doorway for a bit and then asked "Where are my clothes? The expression on everyone's faces were pricless
Needless to say we didn't play anymore rounds of T&D... bummer that.


It was my brothers party but I had friends over too, just not nearly as many (this is when we were both still living at home, my mom was obviously out of town). We have a big yard and they set up a fire way in the back. It went like any other party would, a lot of drinking and the usual ****. I felt like getting to bed before the sun came up, so about 4 or 4:30am I went to sleep. Most people hadn't left yet, but the doors were locked, so I figured my brother could handle it. Well, I woke up about 4 hours later with black soot in my nose. I ran downstairs and there was black soot EVERYWHERE! Seems when I went to bed, there was one other drunken idiot in the house would had turned on the stove...On the burner was a cast iron pot with cooking oil in it. Well, lets just say its a lucky thing the house didnt burn down. But we ended up doing a ****load of cleaning and even repainted the kitchen. To save my brothers ass, I agreed to cooberate on a story about him falling asleep while heating up the oil to cook french fries (which, coincidentally enough, actually did happen a couple weeks later, but without any incident). Yeah, and this was just the inside...I gathered about 3 garbage bags full of beer cans and bottles outside. Then of course the next night, he had another party, but a much lower key one.
Another one involving destruction: I wasnt around for this one, but one 4th of July my mom and I went to visit relatives and trusted my bro to keep things straight (yeah, right). Well, we get back and some a$$hole through a 1/4 stick of dynamite in my mom's fish garden, killing the 2 biggest fish and destroying the filter. Most of the babies survived, though. I didnt think it would be this long when I started, but whatever...

keep posting stories guys, pce

Hahahah thats hilarious...i wasnt at this one cuz I was away visiting colleges, but one of my friends had a part over winter break this past year and his house got like destroyed on the inside. For some reason these two kids there were trying to tape this little black kid to a chair, and in doing so, one of the kids whacked off a whole shelf of china. The entire thing fell to the floor and everything broke into pieces. On top of that, the cops showed up to bust the party and one kid ran away so fast out of the fast that he ran right through the screen door leading into the backyward.

 

[Spade]

Runnin from the law, twice. (part 1 the weed incident)
Contributed By miggitymoe
One night we were off campus at my buddy's house where he was havin a party. This guy smoked some herb in his time, so he had a room in the house devoted to it. Me and a few of my buddies were up there smokin when one of my friends has to take a leak. He goes downstairs and comes back up like 30 seconds later freaking out and saying that the cops were there. I'm like, **** you, I've had that one pulled on me plenty of times in college. Sure enough, the cops were there and one of them walked into this room. There was one way out, the doorway, and the cop was standing halfway inside it. He turned to call to one of his buddies to come see what he had found, us smokin, and when he turned his back, while he was still in the doorway, I sucked my gut in (i'm festively plump) and snuck by him, ran down the stairs, out the front door, and didn't stop running until i dove into the back seat of my room mate's car, which was moving on it's way back to campus. Read part two for later that night when our RA almost got hit by my couch from the fourth floor balcony...

 

[Spade]

Runnin from the law, twice. (part 2 the couch incident)
Contributed By miggitymoe
We got back to campus from the off campus party that had just been busted by the cops. I went up to an apartment where a few of my buddies lived. I had given them a couch that I didn't have any room for in my apartment. Well one thing lead to another and for some reason these guys didn't get along with the guys across the hall from them, and they ended up thinking that it would be a good idea to push the couch in question over to the other apartment. Why? I dunno, but that's what happened. These two apartments get in a shoving match with this couch. One thing leads to another and some dude comes up the stairs and flips the couch over the balcony. Just as the couch goes crashing 40 feet down to the floor, our RA walks by, and this guy was a total prick. He comes running upstairs, screamin into the apartments for nobody to go anywhere. He was pissed cuz aparently he almost died or somethin. Well he turns his back to the apartment I was in for 30 seconds to yell at the guys across the hall and just as he turned his back, for the second time that evening, i bolted down the stairs, out the front door and didn't stop running until I had made it back to my own apartment. Then he comes into my buddies' apartment to take their witness statements. Now, here's the real problem, he goes into the apt and the door locks behind him and the doorknob is broken. This guy can't get out of an apartment full of dudes that hate him. For two hours public safety and locksmiths try to get into this apartment while this guy starts calling everyone he knows on his cell phone and letting them know where he is in case something terrible happens to him. Finally public safety and the locksmiths decide they're not getting into this apartment the clean way and pull out a sledge hammer and smash the door in, liberating this RA from his own personal hell and making for a hilarious end to by far one of the greatest stories in college history. It was that dude's fault for bein an RA.

 

[Spade]

Heres another one....

Biggest Party of the year - Contributed By Al

The biggest party of the year for high school students is Prom Parties. A couple of my friends from college were home for the weekend as I was too. The Prom at our old high school was that weekend. We decided it would be funny to crash the Prom. We took a couple of six packs to the Prom so we could take them to the after party. When we got there everything was cool and we somehow found ourselves inside the room where prom was going on. We asked a couple of people where the party was going to be and they just told us they could give us a lift or we could follow them to it. After arriving at the party we start drinking the beers along with some other drinks available at the party. Some of the high school girls were already drunk and my friends start talking to them. Not too soon after I see one of my friends Kev go into a room with one of the girls. They locked the door so we could not get in there. After a couple of hours I decide to leave with one of my friends who was still around. We figured that our friend Kev was having a good time and we shouldn't ruin it. Since we did not take the car there we ask one of the guys that gave us a lift if he could take us back. After we arrive at the Prom place we see two cops walking towards us. Since I really was not drunk they could not do anything to us as I managed to pass the walking test. My friend however got a fine for being intoxicated and basically disturbing the peace. How he got disturbing the peace I do not know, the cops are really strict over there. The next morning I get a call on my cell from Kev. He basically crawled out of the window with the girl and went to a hotel nearby. He wanted me to pick him up at the hotel room since he was tired and could not walk back to his house. When I go towards the hotel I see Kev outside with the girl. They both get in the car and I headed towards Kev's house. The girl needed a ride back home as well. As I pull in the girl's driveway I find her father outside in the porch waiting for her. Supposedly she told her dad she wouldn't be home after 3 a.m. and she was past curfew. Then she threw up outside in her yard. Her father took me out of the car and yelled at me for her daughter being drunk last night. Since I was 21 and she was 17 the father called the cops and I went to jail for doing something nice. The good thing is that later I got bailed out by my friends and my family and the girl told the judge that she was the one that told me to give her a ride and I was not guilty of having relations with her. The moral of the story is: Never take a girl home after the Prom, especially if you do not know her or her father. Who am I kidding? I'm just mad I didn't get laid.

 

[Natural Vibe]

I was at a pretty weird party the other day.

About 300 people showed up. 250 of those weren't supposed to.

Mucho Problemas.

People doing all sorts of drugs in the backyard, people dancing inside the house, and who knows what else. A couple fights, some weapons. Alot of pissed people since they couldn't enter the house.

Police and parents came at about 11h. Funny to watch.

Party went on. People there knew me for some reason. I didn't know who they were.

I didn't stayed there long, too many young people. I ended up going to another guy's house and chilling there. Every time I returned to the messed up party, things were going on.

Wish I could of stayed longer, but then again, cuddling with your girlfriend in a quiet environment beats getting touched by random drunk girls.

Or does it ?

 

[Spade]

Heres a story contributed By Madmikey

Cops Can’t Hold Their Liquor

So we were celebrating my friend Jim’s 21st birthday a week in advance on his neighbor’s roof. We used to climb up there all the time and kick it late at night because his neighbor was only there like once a month. It turns out tonight was the night he was getting back. I guess he drove up and parked across the street and when he saw six kids on his roof he freaked out and called the cops. We saw a police car drive up slowly and everyone grabbed the beer and quickly hopped off the roof to leave. Only problem was, I tripped on my jump down and fell flat on my face on the lawn. I was pretty drunk so I barely wanted to get up at that point. Jim stuck around like a true homey would and tried to get me to hurry up, but by then it was too late and the flashlights were in our eyes. It was only one old cop dude. He took a beer from Jim and then pointed at a half full pitcher of old stale beer we had left near the house a couple days before and told me to pick it up. I stumbled over to it and handed it to him. Just as he started saying “I know you kids aren’t 21…” Jimbo hit the beer pitcher onto the cop and we ran as fast as we could. It was ****ing awesome! If I hadn’t followed Jim I don’t know what I would have done though because the world was spinning like crazy. We ended up crouched in some bushes until the morning and watched the police car drive by twice. Then, I puked my brains out.

 

[eaglez1177]

Holy sh*t I was at the craziest fvcking party last nite!! My friend has a neighbor across the street who is away in Greece for like two weeks, so me and my friends arranged a MASSIVE party in his backyard! There wound up being like 70 fvcking people there, and we had soooo much booze and weed hahah. Everyone there was completely fvcked up, and I hooked up with not one, but two chicks (one of which was REALLY hot, the other not so much lol).

At around 12ish, some car pulled into the driveway with its lights on, and everyone fvckin ran for their lives! There wound up being throw up, piss, beer cans, weed bags, cigarette buds, and broken chairs all over the place! We really gotta go back today to clean up before the ppl come home lol.

Best part about it is that me and my friends are like the talk of the grade cuz we threw such a crazy party lol.

 

[Spade]

Lmao, new story -

My co-worker threw me a party on my 21st B-Day with about 15 friends, my BF, and 10 co-workers. I had tons of liqour and the next day I woke up on the sofa still at the party in mens threads and 8 people laughing thier buts off at me for what I did and even more when I explained I honestly don't recall anything after 9:00 PM...

To make a long story short, I passed out puked in my sleep. My BF said I started to choke on it so he had my co-worker help get me to the bathroom because I was a mess and I had to get cleaned up and trying to fight anyone who touched me. I continued to fight and puke as they tried to undress me and get me into the shower.

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When finally got my top off I pooped my pants and they had to clean me up as you would a baby before throwing me in the shower and the bathroom was tiny so half of my naked body was laying in the hallway and mostly everyone was there and saw everything!

I quit my job, never even went back to pick up my check.

 

[eaglez1177]

^Holy sh*t that mustve been embarassing!

I was actually at a party this past saturday and it was fvckin crazy. We had like six 30 packs of miller lite, 4 handles, and a sh*tload of weed.

I got to my friends house at like 7, but it was only like 25 ppl or so for like an hour and a half until like 60 more ppl showed up. By the time everyone else showed up, the 25 ppl that had been there since 7 were all RETARDED (including myself, I was actually one of the worst ones...so fvcked up that I couldnt even open my eyes all the way).

So at like 9, the party was fvckin crazy, people were doing gravity bong hits, drinking games, "captain and coke pong" (fvcked you up so bad), havin sex in the rooms, etc.

Unfortunately, my friend got caught by his parents the next day. Lol, he told me how his dad woke him up and said, "What did you do last night?" "Oh nothin, I just chilled at eaglez's house"...."Oh really? Because the entire house smells like beer. There are empty beer cans, cigarette buds, and chewed gum (LOL) all over the backyard. And your mom's $1500 watch is stolen".

So yeah he got pretty fvcked but it was still a TON of fun

 

[Hughman]

Craziest party I've been to:

Was at a mansion, 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms. Every bedroom was in use for coupling, and I'm 90% sure double-coupling/orgy was going on in one room. Each bathroom was in constant use for cocaine use. Just about everyone did weed, at least 6 people passed out from booze, and I'm pretty certain 50% of people were doing pills/coke.

Oh, and there was a stabbing towards the end of the party over a girl. That was fun! (not) I had to peg it home, about 40 min run - luckily I didn't see the stabbing so I didn't have to go to the police station as a witness. The cops also knew there was serious drugs going on, but they were safe/very lazy and said they aren't going to come inside but are going to search people coming out. Only a few people were dumb enough not to get the hint and get busted for having ganj.

 

[yungahdubz]

Craziest party I've been to:

Was at a mansion, 5 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms. Every bedroom was in use for coupling, and I'm 90% sure double-coupling/orgy was going on in one room. Each bathroom was in constant use for cocaine use. Just about everyone did weed, at least 6 people passed out from booze, and I'm pretty certain 50% of people were doing pills/coke.

Oh, and there was a stabbing towards the end of the party over a girl. That was fun! (not) I had to peg it home, about 40 min run - luckily I didn't see the stabbing so I didn't have to go to the police station as a witness. The cops also knew there was serious drugs going on, but they were safe/very lazy and said they aren't going to come inside but are going to search people coming out. Only a few people were dumb enough not to get the hint and get busted for having ganj.

Where was this?

I went to a party in Little Aston in which 1 kid got battered and a lot of chavs there had cosh's, chetti's etc.

Gotta say Sutton's turning into a bit of a shthole, was at rectory park a while back when Killer Cartel came through, about 15 of them with chetti's and golf clubs. couple minutes later 4/5 police cars were outside and an armoured truck was on its way there on the walk home.

Bad times.

Did make me laugh though that this one girl i was with thought they were all going golfing with golf 1 club each and wearing their trackies.

 

[Hughman]

Where was this?

I went to a party in Little Aston in which 1 kid got battered and a lot of chavs there had cosh's, chetti's etc.

Gotta say Sutton's turning into a bit of a shthole, was at rectory park a while back when Killer Cartel came through, about 15 of them with chetti's and golf clubs. couple minutes later 4/5 police cars were outside and an armoured truck was on its way there on the walk home.

Bad times.

Did make me laugh though that this one girl i was with thought they were all going golfing with golf 1 club each and wearing their trackies.

I live right by Rectory Park! I'm trying to think that happened.

As for my party, it was the Four Oaks Estate last October. Weren't any chavs - I think the guy that had the knife took it from the kitchen. He also went down for having done coke.

Yes, Sutton is going down the ****ter. I'm glad I'm getting out of here.

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My advice to the guys at parties?

Have a drink or two to loosen up. Do NOT get drunk. As other people get more drunk, ramp the kino up. Be the centre of attention on the dancefloor. Mingle and chat to loads of people. Isolate a girl you've got rapport with/danced with once she's tipsy, but not drunk. Then it's up to luck if she's horny and you have a free/isolated room.

 

[eaglez1177]

I live right by Rectory Park! I'm trying to think that happened.

As for my party, it was the Four Oaks Estate last October. Weren't any chavs - I think the guy that had the knife took it from the kitchen. He also went down for having done coke.

Yes, Sutton is going down the ****ter. I'm glad I'm getting out of here.

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My advice to the guys at parties?

Have a drink or two to loosen up. Do NOT get drunk. As other people get more drunk, ramp the kino up. Be the centre of attention on the dancefloor. Mingle and chat to loads of people. Isolate a girl you've got rapport with/danced with once she's tipsy, but not drunk. Then it's up to luck if she's horny and you have a free/isolated room.

I disagree. Parties are meant to be fun, not to be a two beer queer and then hope to get something from a "tipsy" chick (for many people, its tough to tell if the chick is tipsy or drunk...most ppl can be drunk and still come across as being sober...not only that but if you're slightly tipsy or drunk yourself its gonna be impossible to tell how the other chick is).

I wouldnt rely on "luck" to get with a chick either, cuz that NEVER works.

And, idk about you, but I have never been to a single party where people are dancing around or dancing on a dancefloor. That just doesnt happen lol. Ppl are always just chillin out, playing beer pong, or smokin. No one is really breaking out dance moves and theres never really a whole group of ppl dancing around.

Having a drink or two is not going to loosen you up that much, and its not going to help out your game either. I would reccommend just having fun, getting drunk, and then just picking out a target or see who comes on to you and make a move.

 

[Spectre]

I disagree. Parties are meant to be fun, not to be a two beer queer and then hope to get something from a "tipsy" chick (for many people, its tough to tell if the chick is tipsy or drunk...most ppl can be drunk and still come across as being sober...not only that but if you're slightly tipsy or drunk yourself its gonna be impossible to tell how the other chick is).

I wouldnt rely on "luck" to get with a chick either, cuz that NEVER works.

And, idk about you, but I have never been to a single party where people are dancing around or dancing on a dancefloor. That just doesnt happen lol. Ppl are always just chillin out, playing beer pong, or smokin. No one is really breaking out dance moves and theres never really a whole group of ppl dancing around.

Having a drink or two is not going to loosen you up that much, and its not going to help out your game either. I would reccommend just having fun, getting drunk, and then just picking out a target or see who comes on to you and make a move.

I agree with you 100%, man.

 

[Hughman]

I disagree. Parties are meant to be fun, not to be a two beer queer and then hope to get something from a "tipsy" chick (for many people, its tough to tell if the chick is tipsy or drunk...most ppl can be drunk and still come across as being sober...not only that but if you're slightly tipsy or drunk yourself its gonna be impossible to tell how the other chick is).

I wouldnt rely on "luck" to get with a chick either, cuz that NEVER works.

And, idk about you, but I have never been to a single party where people are dancing around or dancing on a dancefloor. That just doesnt happen lol. Ppl are always just chillin out, playing beer pong, or smokin. No one is really breaking out dance moves and theres never really a whole group of ppl dancing around.

Having a drink or two is not going to loosen you up that much, and its not going to help out your game either. I would reccommend just having fun, getting drunk, and then just picking out a target or see who comes on to you and make a move.

*sigh*

Dude, I don't even need to drink to have fun. This is the whole purpose of inner-game. Have a drink if like the taste and to appease the masses, but you'll do far better keeping your wits about you. I might have an energy-drink if I really want to pump it up, but that depends on my mood that night.

I didn't say you should depend on luck. I said having a bit of luck is required to seal the deal. I've had my plans spoiled twice now because I'd try to isolate a girl, then find all the rooms in use, so the most I got was a snog outside in the dark, when I know I could have had a lay.

 

[eaglez1177]

*sigh*

Dude, I don't even need to drink to have fun. This is the whole purpose of inner-game. Have a drink if like the taste and to appease the masses, but you'll do far better keeping your wits about you. I might have an energy-drink if I really want to pump it up, but that depends on my mood that night.

I didn't say you should depend on luck. I said having a bit of luck is required to seal the deal. I've had my plans spoiled twice now because I'd try to isolate a girl, then find all the rooms in use, so the most I got was a snog outside in the dark, when I know I could have had a lay.

I disagree again, having a bit of luck is not required to seal the deal. If all the rooms are in use, just grow a pair of balls and throw someone out. Idk about you, but if I knew I could get a lay I would do anything to ensure I got it, not just hope that I have some good luck.

DJ's dont need any luck, they make their own luck.

 

[Hughman]

I disagree again, having a bit of luck is not required to seal the deal. If all the rooms are in use, just grow a pair of balls and throw someone out. Idk about you, but if I knew I could get a lay I would do anything to ensure I got it, not just hope that I have some good luck.

DJ's dont need any luck, they make their own luck.

Right, because I can throw a couple that are snogging (and on several occasions they were much further along, and that's unfortunately where I lost my oppurtunities) out the room without being the greatest ******* of the century. And what if the guy has 6", 50lbs and possibly a knife?

Part of getting the lay is the timing and atmosphere. Having to stall in order to find somewhere private kills that mood. Don't forget anti-slut defences come up if she resees her friends after an isolation, failed or otherwise.

I appreciate I can make my own luck and take advantage of situations. But sometimes fate conspires against you. I'm just stating that fact.

 

[Spade]

True Say.