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Alright, yesterday was my flatmate's birthday so we threw a party to celebrate. Cut a long story short; lots of people round and everybody is magnificently wasted. Unfortunately, my stereo is smashed, as is the flat tv. A few of my cd's are missing, the hall smells like stomach acid and the whole place is covered in ketchup.
Simply the natural consequences of throwing a party? Yes.
I should just take a few deep breathes and let it go? Probably. But I still want to find the bastard that murdered my beautiful stereo and cut out his goddammed eyes!
Anyways, just wondering if anyone else has any 'morning after' stories to share. Comic, tragic, just plain disgusting, i'm interested in hearing anything.
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[img]\"hosted/Hierophant.jpg\" alt=\" - \" /><br />Strewth!
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