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Another story I about myself,
this one happend in school,
we had this teacher in high school kid went to our high school.
His name was Mr.Macnimara and his son Jake Macnimara to our high school
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 wife decided to town,
which you should do if you're an asshole.
And Jake decided 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 there and destroy the place.
I walked into this party, everyone I had met was there,
and everyone was like it was the end of the world.
People were drinking like it was the Civil War and a was coming to saw our legs off.
It was totally
we were dogs without horses, we were running wild.
I walked down-I down to the basement,
they had a table in the basement,
one dude took a start and threw his body onto the pool table and broke it in half.
Another kid found out which room was Mr.Macnimara's and went upstairs and took a on his computer.
So the party was great.
I'm standing in the basement and I'm a red cup,
you've movies,
and I'm standing there, and I'm a red cup
and I'm starting to out.
And I guess said like "something, something police"
and in a moment of word association,
I "fuck da police!"
"fuck da police!"
and everyone else in.
A hundred drunk white children "fuck da police"
with the confidence of guys who have like been to jail and aren't afraid of it anymore.
You know like "I served my nickle, you come and take me" confidence,
but children.
The reason someone had said "something, something police" was because the police there.
So a Chicago police officer walked down the stairs, and got to the of the basement
and looked out over a sea of drunk toddlers "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, it on the ground, and yelled "scatter!"
And everyone ran in a direction,
we all ran in directions.
It was like that scene in Rataouille when the humans come in the 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 into the backyard
and now I'm running the backyard and there's this big chain-linked fence
and I thought "I've climbed a fence that high before"
and I woke up at home.
On Monday, I to school
that's what we did back then.
And I'm walking into the school building and who do I see, but Macnimara
and he says to me "hey, were you at my on Saturday?"
and I said "no", you know, a liar.
And he said "things got really out of hand, broke the pool table, someone took a shit on my dad's computer"
"but the thing", he says, "the worse 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, that only black out and Steve Urkel can have,
did-did I do
I figured no, I have done that,
but I was never sure until, 2 later.

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