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Me and few few friends had a party held in aid of us leaving (collage exchange) at our friend Ray's ex-frat house. Myself and my friend Goose bought six 4 Lokos and 6 beers. I think there was one 4 Lokos left the next day, and i do vaguely remember several vodka shots being hastily imbibed on the night. So we put a little back. If they werent 4 lokos we were drinking we'd probably have been fine, just a bit hungover. BUT since our tipple of choice was the aforementioned crazy tonic, we woke (revived ourselves respectively- rrrisen from the depths) up with to a lot of red angry faces. Goose, it turns out, had been hesitant for his friend Chris to leave early, so led him into an empty room and pinned him on the floor in a headlock (sentiments and emotion greatly exaggerated from the booze). Gooses restraint was so much so that Chris had no choice but to punch his way free - aiming mainly for the face. It must have taken quite a few blows because Goose woke up with two black eyes. In the mean time i had taken the role of purveyor of of all in the house, and thinking i owned the roost was making people more than a little uneasy - pinching asses and staggering around the place mumbling unauible instults (or perhaps complaments to people id never met). My girlfriend was woken up at 2am, 3 hours before she had to get up for a final, drive over to the house and pick the two of us up from the front lawn - since we'd been ceremoniously chucked out on our asses for the safety of everybody else present - where being reunited for the first time since our inner journey began, unable to contain our joyous new found rage, were fighting eachother on the ground..On the ground in a martial art that can best be described as retard wrestling. The drive home was no piece of cake either, with me trying to climb in the back to affectionately pummel Goose and visa-versa. As well as a 'pull over, chunder/ make a break and try to escape' stop. the next day we remembered little, but had to deal with two black eyes and one very pissed off girlfriend, and a collection of people who feel they are better off with me back in England and G-to-the-letloose in Sweden.
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