Full Moon Party (The parts that I remember)

Now, I have been to parties before. This was just like the rest of them. Music, sweaty people, and awkward dudes staring into the crowd hoping that a girl will magically come and ask them to dance.

But one thing set it apart....

the Bucket.

This is how the bucket is made:

Ingredients:

-Cola

-Ice

-Red Bull

-AN ENTIRE BOTTLE OF WHISKEY

-Roofie and/or Extacy optional.

Here's the big victim of the night:

Eugene Yang (shown left) began his night with one bucket.

One bucket became two...

Two buckets became:

We found him randomly on the beach on the way back to his hotel with corn in his hand.

To be honest, the story continues with a passed-out Stubbs who wouldn't wake up in a locked room, a ladyboy at the door, and the strangest walk home but this is the picture I have of the full moon party in my head.

No more buckets for me, or I'll end up on a beach somewhere with ladyboys and corn.

Lesson learned.