Holy crap, I'm fuckin tired of Halo now after I played at my friend TK's house for 12 straight hours... 8 tv's, 8 xbox's, and 16 people to take part in this 12 hour marathon of non stop killing and bullshit. I have pictures.
"Halo... the boy band... gay..."
The place, left side is Red team, right side is Blue team.
Waiting for your mom to start the game.
Halo the boy band 2... super gay... (from left to right: Tom, Victor, Neil, Kenny, Jason, Taylor)
That's me 12 hours later... "FUCK THIS GAME!!! IT'S 4 IN THE MORNING TK!!! YOU WIN!!!"
The only girl that went to the party. She asked me to get her an energy drink at 7-eleven at around midnight. And she got sick from it, funny shit.
Pre party meal, hot dog, chili dog, nacho cheese...
That recycling bin was empty 12 hours before I took that pic.
Victor, 12 hours later, ended up with a plate on his head.
Matt, 12 hours later, he was playing a game, and he woke up... (how? i have no clue...)
John, 12 hours later, a total wreck, and Brian, on the left, ADHD child, wired since 9pm...