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| Now, I�m not a real big pan of parties. I don�t attend them usually, but those that I�ve been to have always had something bad happen to them. When I was 13, I was invited to a party which involved me getting thrown out when they thought I broke a window (I got back at them though. Just don�t ask me how). A couple of months after that incident, I was invited to yet another party but this time I came half an hour late. By that time, all the alcohol was gone and everyone was stoned, there was what appeared to be an attempt at a fight in the corner of the kitchen and someone was outside trying to light up an empty beer bottle thinking that it was a firecracker. I�m sure you know why I don�t attend parties usually. About a month ago, I was invited to yet another party. Now, I was cautious about going because of the parties I went to before, as I have just told you, so I was being prepared. I decided to bring what appeared to be this stupid gun that I brought off my friend for $5, and my friend in turn got a knife. Now don�t get me wrong, I don�t usually carry weapons around, and I don�t know anyone that does the same either, but I wasn�t going to take any chances. I knew what parties were like sometimes, and I didn�t want a repeat of it. My friend was also armed since there were rumours circulating about that he was to be attacked during the party. I don�t know exactly why, but I suppose he wasn�t going to leave anything to chance. Ah, the party. It was good at first. About five people came before me. Everyone had to bring something along. In my case, I brought Vanilla Coke and Cheese Supreme corn chips. Nothing special really. I came and sat down at a bench where the others were sitting for the time being. No real conversations were muttered here. They talked about something got to do with a friend�s cricket and basketball club and who would actually attend this party. This continued until more guests arrived including my armed friend, who from now on we shall call, I don�t know, Adam. As time went by, the party started to get more dubious. Adam had actually brought the only alcohol that was available on that night, a small bottle of Johnny Walker. Well, I thought to myself, I�d like to see someone get drunk with that stuff! In actually fact, someone did. Three people drank from that bottle which was probably no more that 100 ml. Adam had actually drunk half of it. Now, I don�t know if he was either really drunk, pretending to be drunk or both, but one thing I do know is that some attempt of a fight broke out. Now, this �fight� only involved Adam being pushed into a barbeque, which much to my dismay, wasn�t on at the time. Then, for some reason, he was acting normal again, mostly likely because he was pretending. Another weird occurrence unfolded when someone thought it would be funny if people were being sprayed with a water pistol (a cheap imitation of a Super Soaker) for no apparent reason. Now the clown who did was Luc, who coincidentally was interesting in fantasy movies. Now, Adam and I was also sprayed by Luc but it wasn�t water, oh no. Luc thought it would be funny if he put ....... |
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