The party included 15 kegs of either Bud Light or Killian's Irish Red, and Punch made in a Rubbermaid trash can and stirred with a two by four.
The night started off great, with the MNT pounding beer left and right, as usual. We showed up about an hour before the party officially began, and I think we each had something like 8 beers in that time. So by the time the party started, we were wasted.
The party kind of hit a skid when Maddog Mansker showed up. Yeah, one of the Kool Aid kids was trying to party with the MNT. Double D put an end to that with two middle fingers. Maddog followed Snatch around for a while, maybe Mansker has a thing for Riebs, I don't know.
The punch at the party included about 10 bottles of hard alcohol, but it tasted like candy, so when our big-ass cups were filled with it, (pictured above) We had more than enough fuel for the evening.
When the band arrived, they started playing hard rock (I think it was System of a Down) a mosh pit naturally started. Normally, I hate mosh pits, I think that if your going to beat somebody up, you might as well have a folding chair with you. Then I saw Maddog Mansker in the middle of the pit, acting like a hardass as usual, so I decided to teach him a little lesson. I entered the mosh pit with the sole purpose of putting Mansker on his ass. MISSION ACCOMPLISHED. Within about 30 seconds, I sent Maddog sliding across the floor, he slid about 6 feet, before slamming into the crowd.
With my work done, I turned to leave the mosh pit, only to be shoved by the biggest dude in there. I slipped and my head smacked the floor, Before I could get up, another guy landed...
On my mother f*cking face.
as I stood up, I instantly knew that I was bleeding. Not only was a bleeding, I was drunk, and pretty p*ssed off about getting my jersey f*cked up, so I did what anyone would do in my position. I went back in for revenge. However, I didn't really want to severly hurt anyone, so I just kind of stood there, in the middle of the mosh pit, getting the crap kicked out of me. At one point my legs just gave out from under me, and I smacked the ground really, really hard. My elbow would be severly bruised and still hurts as I type this.
I finally managed to get to the edge of the pit, I saw this attractive girl from one of my classes and I thought: "Sweet, maybe I can put a stop to getting the crap kicked out of me AND mack on this chick." I slowed down as a approached her, but she just shoved me right back into the pit. Thanks a lot b*tch.
After getting the crap kicked out of me some more, I managed to escape the pit, but not before becoming FUBAR. (F*cked up beyond all recognition)
When we were ready to leave the party, we saw Maddog Mansker about to get into a fight with the the biggest guy from the mosh pit, the same guy that whopped my ass in the pit. I didn't really want to see somebody (Mansker) get murdered that night, so I broke up the fight. We SOMEHOW made it back to the dorms, Smoky stepped into the doorway, and passed out hardcore. The dude looked like a tree that was cut down, "timber" and shit. I passed out in the lounge of the floor, after stealing the couch cushions off of some couch that I just found somewhere. The MNT's first Pearl Harbor was an epic night. And surely signs of partying for years to come.
