Eh, it turned out fine I guess. It was really pretty cool of them to do it actually, since I always bitch about having to set up my own party and whatnot. I did polish off most of the bottle of Jameson (it's Irish whiskey btw Nanks) and had quite a few beers, as well as going to the bar downstairs with this tasty blond chick and having a "Mind Eraser". Bad idea. Anyways, my friend Joe also showed up and played some Doors songs on accoustic guitar while i sang along, probably badly. Then, Wrestlemania broke out in the bedroom. I definitely remember taking an F5 and Demolition's finisher, and possibly a TKO, but that stupidity, of course, got us kicked out of the hotel. Starting a battle royal instead of trying to get laid may not have been the wisest decision. I'm sporting a nice lump on my head from God knows what and I have a pretty big cut and bruise on my elbow. Oh well.