nathan's creek and a walmart coffee table.

Well if your one of my friends that has actually looked at this thing thank you, but you suck because you have not become a follower, what the hell. I figured before I started talking about things that happen from here on out, we relive one of the more popular stories from 2009.
This story still comes up at 90% of the get together's especially at Chelsea's, when DC or Girrard want to shame me.

I'm talking about, the infamous Wine and Techno soiree at Sweet Korn's. It all started when i told torence paaaramamater i wanted to have a sexy party, thus the sexy party date was decided on. Early on the week i discovered Nathans creek (wine) at a friends, a succulent mix of booze and juice that just got me hammer drunk, not beer hammer drunk but fuzzy warm, happy, just in a good mood drunk. It was then decided that i liked wine, and wanted it associated with this sexy part. The date was set and we showed up in full force. CK decorated beautifully, Bean dip and taco dip was served, men showed up in their finest, most notably Joesph and I in dress shirts in ties. The party was kicking, the beats were bumping, and Nathan's creek was flowing. Beer pong was played, and everyone was having a great time. Fast forward a couple hours and my first bottle of wine i ever bought, was gone (1.75 ltrs = alot of vino). Now apparently, according to bartender Girrard, wine should be served in 4 oz glasses. Now no one is quite sure and their is no factual evidence has been provided but witness accounts say i was consuming wine by the pint (oops). Naturally my wine was gone and i was still thirsty, i figured good idea to have a couple blu ligh (poor decision). Thats when the lights went out.

Once again there is no evidence of what unfolded next but according to countless witness reports. DC and Bennetti were engaged in beer pong, the girls were talking and Torrance was on the couch, Girrard was playing with the ipod. That's when the table was broke. Not by my anger or rage of losing a game, or by a slip and fall and by my hand, but by my face. Yes my face. Now if we know anything about physics we should realize a 25 dollar table from Walmart made of fake wood and plastic can not support the dead weight of a 175 pd full grown man in a shirt and tie. It was then the party went quiet, CK got pissed, and blood from my face stained Joey's shirt. I think the best part was that the table did not shatter or crack it got flattened, like if u ever see a building implode and just the top parts continue to fall and crush the lower parts that's what my face did to this table. No body weight just face. ouch. The rest of the night was a blur the party, but it pretty much ended for me there in more ways than other (PS Germany lost in the World Cup - HA). The worst part no pictures, 6 people with cameras, and no one took a picture. If my friend breaks a table with his face and is bleeding on another one of his friends shirts I'm taking a picture of that shit, that would be my facebook picture! All in all i blame Nathan and his creek for this, and shine on. but oh well tables were lost but not lives. Naturally we have to thank CK for putting the table where it was and stopping the Rock's pt. 2 from occurring that night.

Now naturally this was probably one of the worst nights of my life, but probably the most humorus and naturally i discovered first hand that booze does not make you or tables invincible.

-Spaceman