High Tide Part 3: Action After the Action

Third place but no trophy? that's bullshit. We needed to return to school feeling but also looking like champs. We needed a trophy. We had a keg, which was a start, but we couldn't keep it, so instead of it being our trophy, it allowed us to get it. We got wasted, but needed something to do, so we went to some Michigan State Girls Team party, thinking it sounded tight. It was NOT tight. Apperently every dude within a 46 mile radius also had heard about this party, and also thought it sounded tight. So it was a bigtime sausage fest, and nobody had anything to drink. We decided this is where we would find our trophy. My friend suggested we steal something. It sounded at the time like a good idea. He reached over to the martini clock that was hanging on the wall, removed it, and walked out of the party. A Martini Clock: like Georgetown University, a martini clock is cool in concept, but kinda lame in practice. We wanted something more bad ass. We ended up with a touristy license plate, a wind up crab toy, the clock, and the big cheese, an old steering wheel from a boat. While I never actually removed anything from the house, i was just as excited about their plunder. We decided that with the cops outside circling the block, and an arsenal of stolen goods, it was the perfect time to leave. off we went. On the way back, the drunker of my friends stole a flag off someone's house, and the second drunkest stole a life saver tube. We had a shit ton of different shit. We had our trophy. We had victory.