Duct Tape, Fireworks, Streaking and the Bad Guys

Where do I begin? The last party at 7101 is definitely one that most of us will remember, or for some us, not so much (Monk)... The anticipation was so great that we tapped the keg around 7 o'clock. Beer pong was intense because nobody wanted to lose and drink large amounts of Oberon. Of course, Harry and I kept winning, which meant we were drinking large amounts anyway. Sidenote: my beer pong record ended at 109 wins and 110 losses, bah! The party grew and grew as the night got darker and there had to be a good 20-30 people there at some point (a handful of people I didn't even know). My night went downhill as soon as Kelly arrived, but not because of her. Let's just say that I signed the barrel maybe no longer than 5 minutes after she arrived. Soon after this, I was duct taped while hugging Drew or somehow he and I were duct taped together by the ever-plotting Matt. After a fierce struggle ensued where I was held back trying to get at Matt, I soon feel asleep from fatigue, lack of sleep, etc. on the porch. While asleep on the porch, Corey, Rick and others duct taped me to our pillar and then Robbie abruptly lit fireworks underneath my chair. Confused, dazed and semi-upset was I in the following moments. After tackling Robbie somewhere near the front of the house, I caught my second wind, or was it third? Frisbee playing then took place and beer pong continued. Then while mingling outside, Robbie and Colin streaked around the 4 townhouses that ours is attached to. Soon after, the number streaking doubled and this time, while on the back stretch behind the houses, we caught glimpse of a police officer patroling behind out house. Just our luck. Ran right into the house, put on some clothes and I half was forced/half volunteered to talk to the cops. Kelly got our clothes from outside, so I had my wallet to give the cops my ID. They threatened, asked where the construction barrel came from and basically gave me a slap on the wrist. They didn't even mention the streaking, but did notice the fireworks on our porch steps. These guys just challenged me a lot and then said that party was over, which it seemed to be anyways cause about half the party had scattered. Soon after they left everyone came out/back and some people left while the rest of us chilled indoors or on the porch. It was definitely fitting that after all the parties we have had, the cops finally confront us on our final bash. We've had some eventful parties, soap shots, streaking, pool parties, beer pong, halloween parties, but I'm happy with the turnout, the extent to which the party was carried and that fact that generally, I think everyone had a good time. Oh 7101, you will not be forgotten! These memories will live on forever!