U of A, I was with my roommate and a couple of T-locs that we had met a couple of weeks before. My roommate got a call from a friend in Phoenix inviting us to go up to meet her and her friends up there at this ridiculous house in North Scottsdale. So we begged these T-locs to drive us up there because neither of us had a car. When we got to the gated community, we told the security gaurd the girl’s name. They got the driver’s info and let us in. We proceeded to this HUGE house, right on the green of a golf course. Needless to say we started to consume massive amounts of alcohol. The two girls started to show us the house. The place was stacked! Pool table, indoor spa, and this insane liquor cabinet. I had never seen that amount of booze before! The girl who’s house it was got really wasted on champagne and was in the master bedroom passed out by 1 a.m.! We of course, kept drinking, drinking, and drinking, ohh and we drank some more. Next thing I know I’m BLACKED OUT! I wake up outside on a patio chair with a bottle of red wine in my hand and stains all over my clothes. I go inside, find my stuff, and wake up the T-locs, who were conveniently passed out on some couches. We searched for my roommate and found him with his lady friend, half asleep. He said his good byes and we started to drive back to the Dirty T! We were about to turn into the dorm parking lot when my roommate got a phone call. All I could hear was yelling and screaming. He hangs up the phone and says “they found out”. I was sooo f-ing confused at this point, then he said that we had to go back! I spoke up and said “FUCK THAT SHIT, what the hell is going on?!” My roommate proceeded to tell me how, once the girls passed out, we went into the liquor cabinet and took a bunch of bottles, expensive liquor and wine, plus a couple pony kegs! And that they had all of the info on the car, driver, and my roommate and were going to press charges if we didn’t return the booze. I grabbed a couple of bottles of liquor and wine from my dorm, while my roommate and the owner of the car had to drive all the way back up to North Scottsdale and give it back face to face. Needless to say he never really talked to her again….HOLYHANGOVER