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Another story I heard myself,
one happend in high school,
we had this teacher in high school whose kid went to our school.
His name was Mr.Macnimara and his son Jake Macnimara went to our high
he was a sophomore when I was a senior, so he was 2 behind me.
And Mr.Macnimara was an
and one weekend he and his decided to leave town,
which you never do if you're an asshole.
And Jake Macnimara to throw a party at the teacher's house
Hurrah!!(sarcastically)
And everyone around town about it, and we all got up individually and thought:
Okay, let's go over there and the place.
I walked into party, everyone I had ever met was there,
and everyone was drinking it was the end of the world.
People were like it was the Civil War and a doctor was coming to saw our legs off.
It was totally
we were like dogs without horses, we were wild.
I walked down-I walk to the basement,
they had a table in the basement,
one dude took a running start and threw his body the pool table and broke it in half.
Another kid found out which room was Mr.Macnimara's and upstairs and took a shit on his computer.
So the was going great.
I'm standing in the and I'm holding a red cup,
you've movies,
and I'm there, and I'm holding a red cup
and I'm starting to out.
And I someone said like "something, something police"
and in a brilliant of word association,
I "fuck da police!"
"fuck da police!"
and everyone joined in.
A hundred drunk white yelling "fuck da police"
with the confidence of guys who have like already been to jail and afraid of it anymore.
You know that "I served my nickle, you come and take me" confidence,
but children.
The reason had said "something, something police" was because the police were there.
So a police officer walked down the stairs, and got to the bottom of the basement
and out over a sea of drunk toddlers yelling "fuck da police" in his face,
and he was impressed
he was "wow".
And then he into his walkie-talkie and went "get the paddy wagon".
And my John, who is now a father-this man now has a baby,
he grabbed a 40, smashed it on the ground, and "scatter!"
And everyone ran in a direction,
we all ran in directions.
It was like that scene in Rataouille when the humans in the kitchen and all the rats go in different ways,
we all ran in directions.
I ran into the laundry room, and I jumped on the washing machine, and I crawled out through a window into the
and now I'm running through the backyard and this big chain-linked fence
and I thought "I've climbed a fence that high before"
and then I up at home.
On Monday, I to school
because what we did back then.
And I'm walking into the school and who do I see, but Jake Macnimara
and he to me "hey, were you at my party on Saturday?"
and I said "no", you know, a liar.
And he said "things got really out of hand, someone broke the pool table, took a shit on my dad's computer"
"but the worse thing", he says, "the thing is that someone stole these old antique photos of my grandmother, and my parents are freaking out about it."
And I had that thought, only black out drunks and Steve Urkel can have,
I do that?
I figured no, I wouldn't have that,
but I was never until, 2 years later.

I'm playing video games with this kid named Alex that we went to high school with
2 later, we've graduated by now.
We're playing video for a couple hours and then Alex says to me,
"Hey, come here. I want to you something."
And then he takes me into his bedroom, and then he takes me a side room off of his bedroom.
Never a thing to have.
He shows me a tiny room that is covered wall to wall in antique photos from different people's parties over the years.
And I "why?" (in a whisper)
(still whispering) "why do you do this?"
And said, "because it's the one thing you can't replace."
That's the end of that story, but how fucked up is right?
crazy!
So I don't anymore.