I'm telling this story because I am bored and figured it's an interesting story. If you don't care about it then feel free to leave.
So, I normally don't go to parties, but last night I went to a friends house. There were about 40 people there and about 30 of us are all co-workers (age range 18-25). It started off fine but some people got wasted pretty fast. About 3 hours in, one girl asks me to come down stairs because a dude is passed out on the floor in a puddle of vomit. A couple of us carried him upstairs and put him on a bed next to another dude that was already passed out. About a half our later there was a third dude passed out in the dining room so we brought him into the bedroom with the other two guys. Then he started vomiting all over the bed so someone quickly pulled him down to the floor where he continued to vomit a nasty pink color. We decided that we had to take these guys home so a bunch of us carried two of them outside and put them in my car. One of them was completely passed out (he looked dead) and the other guy was just mumbling random stuff. We got to the first guys house and his mother was pissed. We just put him on his bed and left. Then we took the other guy home and his parents were pissed. Finally, about an hour later, me and the other guy that helped me, went back to the party. As were were pulling up on the block, we see everyone out in the street. A girl said that two girls started fighting and it lead to two dudes fighting. We went into the house and it was a mess. There were only about 10 people still inside and there was a girl that was passed out. We were starting to carry her down the stairs when someone said that there were cops outside. So we carried her back up and put her on a bed. There were about 10 cops downstairs outside the house. Meanwhile, there was a dude still inside that was really drunk and was trying to fight someone else. The cops told the girl, who's house it was, that they would leave as long as everyone quieted down, meanwhile two guys are about to fight upstairs. A few of us left at that point and I had to drive three more drunk dudes home.
What was supposed to be a fun night of drinking and hanging out turned into chaos. Looks like that girl won't be hosting anymore parties at her house for a while.
TL:DR: Giant house party, people were vomiting and passing out, multiple fights, cops show up, party over.
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Lol, bad times. You'll remember that disaster of a house party forever though, and at the end of the day memories are all we'll have as we near the end of our lives. So be grateful for that.