we need more fucking tape.....(a requested story)

so this was a REQUESTED story.. i'm definitely taking requests, so if you know of a dumb story that i should tell.. hit me up... ((((note the new text font.. also a request)))) anyways,, after seeing some bands in Brockton... you'll be suprised to hear that i was wicked fucking drunk and dont remember what bands played.. Me, Jay, and Bill decided it was a good idea to go to party in bridgewater... now that i think of it,,, this is the only party that the 3 of us have ever gone to together (probably a good thing).... so after some crazy shit, we arrive at the party.. theres a ton of people in the house and after 2 seconds of being there i go into the bathroom to piss, while i'm in there some girl walks in and is standing there watching me piss and asks if i can hurry up, then bill bursts into the bathroom and tells the girl ""i heard frank has a big dick" he then proceeds to piss all over the clothes in the hamper, and all over the walls.. he then exits the bathroom and the girl starts trying to piss in the sink..her and I are having a conversation for a minute while shes pissing in the sink.. she asks me if i want to go into the bedroom with her,, i say "absolutely" haha, so we walk out of the bathroom and when i walked out.. it was like walking into the double duece from road house.  fights everywhere, I look over and Jay has some giant dude up against the fridge and had just pulled his shirt over his head Paul Coffey style, so i hit him a few times until someone tackled me up against a counter fortunately for me there were like 10 beer bottles lined up on the counter  and jay and i started bottling kids like it was a carnival game.. Bill was in the living room fighting some other kids the 3 of us basically fought an entire party of kids.. eventually i threw some fat idiot threw the front door and down a flight of stairs and the 3 of us piled outside and smashed some more kids,, we heard the cops coming so Jay and I jumped in his car.. (bill left in another car) as Jay and I were driving down the street  a caravan of cops drove by us heading towards the party.. we looked over our wounds.. jay had a quality black eye and my hand was broke in like 100 spots haha fingers were dislocated and pointing the wrong way and shit.. I get home and slowly sneak into my house, I think i'm being quiet.. but because i'm wasted I probably sounded like 2 rhinoceros fighting in an antique shop.. I figure if i tape my fingers all together they heal properly over night. hahaa, my ex who i was living with at the time was sleeping but apparently woke up even though i was trying to be quiet haha she asks "what are you taping?!" and i'm like "nothing, go back to sleep".. she gets up and sees my fingers pointing in 5 different directions like i'm trying to flash gang signs and tell a deaf lady that theres a cat stuck in a tree.... she of course yells at me "are you taping your fucking fingers?!?!!"  to which i replied "go the fuck back to sleep... ohhh and we need more fucking tape"" needless to say i woke up with broken fingers and a giant glob of tape stuck to the side of my face..... fast forward a little bit and there was a write up about the fight in the newspaper described as a "horrific scene, with blood all over the walls and ceilings" and of course the police were looking for us.. unfortunately they found bill hahaha(((sorry billl, thanks for not ratting on us though))) for a while Bill had the write up from the newspaper in his wallet bcuz it was so ridiculous, unfortunately i think he lost it, or i would have for sure posted it with this blog entry.. i found out months maybe even years later that the fight started because bill was fucked up and kept grabbing some dudes girlfreinds ass hahaha. i was blacked out drunk and thats all i remember,, i do remember jay and i contemplating on meeting up with some friends after the party who were chilling at the outlaws clubhouse.. I think we made the right decision to call it a night hahahaha