Last summer the bev team got together and decided to have the party to end all parties. our usual drinking hole, the barn, was figured to be the perfect location. the barn was owned by our friend ben (aka naked ben due to the fact that he likes to party in the buff), and his parents just happened to be out of town for the weekend we had sceduled it for. my friend tony and i were assigned to security detail, and we were taking money at the door. i’ll tell ya, this party was one of the most organized functions i have ever attended. the barn happens to be bordered on one side by a huge field shrouded from the road by tall bushes, so this became our "yard parking" lot. earlier in the day the BT got together as a group and had a pre-party party. here we already got pretty shitfaced, and after a while people were starting to show up. tony and i were working our magic at the door, and kept the girl 2 guy ratio extremely high. after a while i got so drunk that i wondered off and started hitting up the ice luge and downing beers. i had girls gettin me beers, i was walkin to the front of the keg line like i was important and everything.....i felt like a million bucks. there must have been 150 people here, and a lot of them we didn’t know. with the BT that can get to be a problem because we’re all a bunch of drunks and trouble makers always looking for a fight. eventually we found one...late in the night some poor individual and his friends attempted to fight our friend kyle. in a matter of seconds, the BT (about 15 or so in #) had swarmed around and were getting angrier by the second. there i was tryin to convince this poor kid that he was getting himself into a boat load of trouble, and he wasn’t having any of it. he flicked me off and turned to walk away from me...and in the process kicked over my beer which i had sat down (on purpose i hope.) now i, heavily intoxicated and full of rage take this as a personal insult, tackle him and proceed to pound his face, my friends jump in, his jump in, but for any of u reading this....u know how the BT rolls. we’ve never been beaten in a fight. i stand up and see his friends get pummeled while the instigator is on the ground getting stomped by 7-8 people. don’t get me wrong, i’m all for a fair fight, but this kid deserved it. later i see him being carried out of the party by 2 of his friends where i learned that later he was taken to a nearby hospital. he spent 7 hrs there and was treated for numerous injuries including a concussion. a few moments later i see a fat kid break a window to bens house, and watch bens older brother, eli, pull the kid to the grass by his hand, and knock him out with one punch. then he picked up the kids wallet and grabbed enough money to replace the window. later on the cops came and were looking for the people who "assaulted" the first person we fought. i ran to a nearby church and punded beers till the coast was clear. this story was one for the record books.... |
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