Thursday, September 8, 2011

BBB is blowing up! A few nights ago we weren't even planning on throwing on a party, but THE PARTY SHOWED UP. So many people in our crib on a SUNDAY! Thats how BBB does it so get it right.
Shit got crazy that night though: Some ludicrous chick was standing on the roof yelling at people walking by which slowly but surely turned into yelling at COPS. This was OBVIOUSLY a mistake and the cops were soon knocking on our door. THANKFULLY nothing happened as a result of that and we were able to go back to partying until we kicked everyone out around 2. I gotta admit: I don't remember a whole lot from that night, but I blame that on the crazy amount of Patron that was poured into my throat.
Fast forward to the next day: I'm at my boy's bbq getting my grub on when some of the other beantown bad boyz show up and lay on me what just happened. As they were leaving the place, some bros from across the street start confronting them about their smashed up audi. Turns out that it got smashed up the night before and apparently the culprit was seen entering our house. Not sure how it is that they saw it happen and didn't stop it or say anything until a day later buttttt thats not the point. As much as we love being assholes we don't really want to piss anyone off, especially our neighbors, so we start doing some investigating. We think about everyone that was at the party and we conclude that there is one possible suspect so we bring it up to the owners of the car. THIS IS THE IMPORTANT PLOT TWIST: the kid we think could have done it left at 11pm. We ask when this all went down, the car's owner says 3am. If you read back earlier in the story everyone was out by 2am. Which means the doors were locked and we were busy being passed out or failing with some drunk chick. So it COULDNT have been us, or anyone we knew. These bros are just being haters.
We have never done anything to these guys across the street but I guess one could see why they would hate us. After all, almost EVERY DAY we have massive amounts of chicks over yet every time I look over at their patio I see AT LEAST 8-10 guys with their shirts off and 0 women. You do the math.

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