There was this crazy washer game that a kid brought, his name was matt too. It consisted of two octagons with a pvc pipe in the middle and you threw washers into them...kind of like horse shoes or cornhole.
When terry's family finally left it was about time for the real games to start. For some reason pong wasn't good enough for the Millersville kids and we played they're crazy beirut version of the game. It consisted of having four games going on at once and if the ball bounced on an adjacent table from which it was shot or if it hit the ground it got sent back to the other team...this game had teams of four and if you beat your opponent you can shoot at the other players as well...it was weird and i was horrible at it. 
Not sure why i took a picture of the switch plate while waiting to use the bathroom...
After the beer was gone we all went down to the basement for some actual pong. Here is matt in action.
There is one reason i don't like falling asleep at parties, and that's because of the sharpie marker. Terry on the other hand always passes out at parties. Not sure how he does it...so his twin brother mike and the second matt went to town on terry's face and body.
Since no one really knew my matt, he was left alone...lucky for him.
Somehow i ended up being the only person awake at like 2am. i hate it when that happens. 
i was pretty hungry at that point so i helped myself to some leftovers from the party. All i could find were chicken fingers so i had that. They were kind of well-done...but the lemonade tasted delectable.
Eammon and i had a little trouble getting out of the house, i forgot that you can easily be locked in the house if you don't have the key. Luckily Eammon found the key on the stove but he was unable to open the door. Either he's retarded or drunk i'll never know...he's one of those people that always look drunk. i on the other hand was able to unlock the door easily.
i was pretty bored at this point and noticed all the tables and chairs were still out...so i spent like 30 minutes folding all the chairs and stacking them. i also broke down the tables and emptied the coolers. i stacked everything in a nice little pile...i should really see a doctor about my cleaning habbits.
After the backyard was cleaned up i carried matt to my car. i then went back into the house and tried to wake up marker covered terry. i felt bad leaving him sleep on the floor in his own house so lifted him up and he kind of guided his sleep walking to his room.To his surprise there was already a kid in his bed, one of mike's friends...not sure what happened from there...and i don't really want to know.
Next person was the second matt...he was a little more of a hassel to get up the stairs than terry. He kept falling asleep on every other step. Took me like five minutes to get him out of the basement.
Eventually got him to the stupid couch. i'm sure he doesn't remember any of this...i probably should have just left him in the basement. Oh well.
My matt was completely out, i could have punched him in the face and he wouldn't have woken up. Took us about 30 minutes to get home. matt walked to the guest bedroom in his sleep practically. i didn't get to bed to about 4 AM. 
i seriously need to start looking for a liver donor.
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