Wednesday night we just chilled at Steves house for the night getting his house ready for the weekend madness. Thursday we had a quick blackrocks sesh then later that night we ended up partying at Steve's house as well as the twins house, making for a bluff street block party. The cops put an end do that by stopping over at Steve's and handing out a few noise violations.
Which brings me to friday...
we took Kevin all over the city during the day and took full advantage of the good weather we had, then when night fell we decided we would head out to a party in the woods with all the other friends. We packed full a group of 5 cars and drove down 550 turning off on some random dirt road, Emma drove us out there so it wasn't much of a problem for her "Hippie Boy" jeep.
When we finally got there it was a pretty happy scene, a bunch of people showed up and there was a huge bonfire as well as live music, it looked like it was going to be a good night.
However, Kevin must have been pretty thirsty because after just about 45 minutes three fourths of his fifth was all ready gone...
Seeing that he was drinking rum he was quickly turning into an angry sailor.
I like this picture because I'm pretty sure thats all Kevin could see for the rest of the night. BLACKOUT!
So "blackout Kev", AKA, "Confederate Kev", AKA, "Party Kev" enjoys running his mouth, holding up his middle fingers and getting in strangers faces. This is a great recipe for starting an unnecessary fight.
Which might have taken place...
Which might have caused this...
WHOOPS!
So to say the least Kevin was not the most liked person at the party and he literally could not even walk after this point so we decided to dip out and head back home. This was not an easy task...
We had to carry Kevin all the way back to the car, only to continuously hear the words "Fuggin Faggots"
So once we threw him in the trunk we quickly headed back to the house with hopes of Kevin passing out. Hmm that would of been nice.
Hospitality that can only be found from Brohio residences.
So i got Kevin to the doorstep where he decided to loose a few pounds and puke all over the welcome mat. Better outside than inside!
From there we got him on the couch and tried to give him some water and put him to sleep but he was way to stoked on flicking us all off. hahaha. After another puke sesh he ended up looking like this.
hahahaha
So i called it a night as well and went to bed, only to wake up at 4am to Kevin taking a piss in my laundry hamper...
Thats one way to make me do my laundry.
And that was friday night in a nutshell!
The rest of the weekend went really well, Dave came down for saturday and sunday. We went out to dead river, partied at Dave Wagners, had a dance battle at Flannigans with a 40 year old, went diving, and took a midnight bike ride to econo. Kevin is now on his way back to Utah, hopefully he had a pretty good time up here.
Have a good one and stay tuned.
-Kelly Shaheen
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