What Happened?

While the title may be a question that many BOX members ask themselves on a Sunday morning (I woke up at 3 in the afternoon which makes my morning more of an evening), today has really stumped me. It is 5pm and I am still under the influence from the events of yesterday. Me and the Friendly Neighborhood Drunk engaged in a 1 v. 1 case race yesterday. He won handily (as was expected) 30-22 which is when things start to get hazy. The case race began at about 2:30 and was finished by 8:30, but that is just where the night begins. Afterwords, me and a few friends went to Charley's and then Rick's. It is at this point in my tale where memory is essentially not relevant at all because things just start to get silly. I have no remembrance of how or why I left Rick's, but I ended up at Greenwood. I somehow thought it would be a good idea to go to my friends' house even though neither of them live there over the summer. By a stroke of luck however, one of them, Squats, was actually visiting with his friends that night. So after a brief pass out, on their couch I awoke and realized I needed to take a leak. I went outside, and as far as I know, I lost a sandal. From there, I ended up at Bell's Pizza with one Sandal eating 2 slices of Cheese Pizza talking to Greg Matthews. When I went home, there appeared to be 4 strangers on my porch. As I got closer, I recognized them as friends and we started consuming more beverage. We then thought it would be a good idea to play chair in the street. This game was fairly boring until (after about 30 cars swerved around it) some drunk man drilled the chair and destroyed it. After enjoying a good laugh, we let the pieces of the chair lie in the street. Then, sometime later, a cab pulled over and put the pieces on my neighbors' lawn. My response was classic. I ran from my porch and yelled at him saying: "This is my property! What do you think you're doing?" This is especially funny considering that it wasn't my property. As my friends invited a shirtless man onto the porch, I began trading him beers for cigarettes. This is awesome because I later kicked the man off our porch. Then, at around 4 or 5am my friends left. My night concludes as I decided to sit on the porch, drinking Natty Ice's and watching the sun rise. These are the things that I remember, but I am not entirely sure how they are connected or if there are more details.