I never really write in this thing anymore... but I had to put this story down somewhere...
So, yesterday was Freddie's birthday.
We were all trying to party.
To make a long story short, Darren and Freddie show up at Vanessa's house last night, around midnight, and ask us if we'd like to go to a rager, so of course, we go. The party ends up being full of ghettos and some other random people. There was lots of fighting, and it was pretty ridiculous, but also entertaining. Michael was completely beyond wasted, and kept yelling about one of Henry's dog's, Lexi, with whom he tries to make out with all the time. Anyways... we leave the party, get back to Vanessa's house...
Down the street from her house, there's randomly a naked guy running down the street.
... Interesting...
Everyone tries to pull Michael into the house, but him being completely passed out and dead weight, it was pretty hard, so he ended up passed out on the side walk for a few minutes, with his pants all the way down.
The cops roll up, flashing their lights on us.
They inform us that someone called them, saying there was a dead body laying on the ground, somewhere on that street. Of course, we thought someone just overreacted, and said Michael was out there, dead.
We pull him inside, and he starts projectile vomiting everywhere, and then Henry throws him in the shower, and he gets pissed, and then he passes out on his futon.
We think this is the end of the night, but nope...
Down the street there were about 10 cop cars, and half of the street was blocked off, because I guess the cops found the real body.
Crazy.
Dead from gunshot wounds.
Pretty interesting night.