Boot to the head.Last Saturday I went to a party that made up for the crappy party I went to on New Years. There was 20-25 people packed into a tiny one bedroom apartment. A couple people went to the store and bought $100 worth of liquor to mix drinks with. Someone else brought some Everclear, 98% alcohol. We played Retard Wars Battlefront 2 and watched videos off a guy's video iPod including the one above, which one guy thought was so funny he fell off his chair laughing (he was probably drunk, he's black and later said loudly "I'm the only nigger in here, if anyone hasn't noticed, I'm a lot more tanned than everyone else.")
Saw little action. There was a slightly chubby redhead which was on top of all the guys there, riding guys and squishing in between guys and humping legs and shit. But she had a boyfriend. There were two chicks who were smoking, so that's a major turnoff. One girl looked like a younger version of my evil stepmother, so no. The quiet girl in the corner had a boyfriend too, he was tied up and thrown in a closet for a little while, so I didn't do much more than talk to her for a little bit. Hell, even this one chick that was twice as fat as both Maggie and Beck combined had a boyfriend. For some reason she started crying and I felt sorry for her so I gave her a big hug for a while.
No sex for me. There was possibly some kinky shit/orgy going on later that night in the only bedroom, but I wasn't invited because the owners didn't know me well enough and they closed the door on me. But I'll have to go to their next party, maybe I'll be lucky then.