Post #5000 story for me - just so happened this is post 5000 for me today, although this may show up as 5001 because I didn't realize it at first...
In between undergrad and postgrad studies I decided to take 1 semester off to go live with a friend I grew up with in Springfield, MA. He and 5 roomates were attending UMass and rented a gigantic house in Springfield and they were the craziest bunch of mother ####ers I've probably every been around. I lost a tooth in a fist fight with one of them when we were just "messin' around". They had 1 year of college left, I only knew my buddy from growing up and didn't know any of the 5 other kids.
My buddy Roy was a heavy drinker, wrestler, steroids user, etc. He was dating some stripper at the time pretty seriously actually and they would fight all the time. Roy and the 5 other roomates decided to go out for Halloween in downtown Springfield. I had found the worlds greatest costume. It was a 8 foot tall ear of corn on the top that you put over the top of your head with a hole for your face to poke through and two arm holes. It looked like an adult version of
this. I don't remember what everyone else was.
We get to the bar and this costume is padded with insulation style heavy styrofoam and I'm doing shots all night - maybe even doing other stuff, I don't remember but I know it was damn near 100 degrees in the costume in a crowded club. You could hardly move in this ####### thing. There was no peripheral vision so I'd be bouncing into people. I decide I'm going outside for the night, really hammered. I go out to downtown Springfield (which isn't a safe place) and lie down next to my buddies car in an alleyway because he locked it and I'm just not going back into the bar. I'm still in my corn cob costume half asleep on a sidewalk in an alley way when 3 college dudes come by and one of them kicked my buddies car or threw something at it, I don't even remember.
So I stupidly said something like "Hey what the #### are you doing" and stood up, drunk in my corn cob costume, and proceeded to fight them. 1 on 3. I couldn't move in the costume, but the saving grace was, this thing was so padded that they had to hit square in the face or it would inflict no damage. Aboout 40-50 seconds later, as they were beating the ever loving #### out of me, my buddy, my roomate and his girlfriend come around the corner and see me getting the crap kicked out of me and they bum rush the guys and and all out brawl breaks out. I still can barely move.
The guys retreat to their car which was across the street. And I told you, my buddy was a crazy mofo hopped up on who knows what. As they are getting into the car, he jumps with a dropkick into the passenger side window of the guys car. Not joking. They sort of hold his legs in there a bit and pull his pants off of him in the scrum but he manages to get away.
Someone has called the cops by now for sure. Crazy buddy hops in the driver seat of his car, his girlfriend gets in the passengers seat, me and the roomate squeeze into the back. He's all amped up and he's driving through downtown running every single red light while his girlfriend and roomate scream at him to slow the #### down blah blah. I was still in a daze. Finally she starts slapping him while he's driving and after driving 50 through downtown running red lights he slams on the brakes at the next light and just gets out of the car and runs away. I have no idea to where. His girlfriend gets out and chases him and then after 30 seconds of cars backed up behind us honking, the roomate gets out and decides to chase after the girlfriend and my buddy.
I still have no clue what's really going on. At this point, we are parked at a green light. I turn around in my corn cob costume and see just dozens of cars honking their horns. I open my door, now all 4 car doors are opened at a green light and because the costume was so high, you have to get out of the car side ways. So I slither my way out of the car and walked away.
I laugh to this day of the thought of the people behind us, seeing an 8 foot ear of corn on the cob sliding his way out of a car stopped at a green light with all 4 doors open and out onto the pavement face first. Getting up and just walking away.
I don't remember getting home, but I did. I must have took a taxi. Buddy had his car towed and that was that. One of the best and worst nights of my life and my 5000th post story.
Funny afermath of the story, was when my buddy drop kicked the guys window in, he had his sweatpants pulled off because of his costume. When they came off, he realized his wallet was in them. They had his ID and all of his credit cards. They never reported him but he had to cancel all of his credit cards and get a new license.