Party'til you puke! 87 to 88 
born the first idea of \u200b\u200bspending New Year's Eve from 87 to 88 set in L `Aquila. We manage to convince R. to use the downstairs of his house, the one who gives back to the garden. An entire room is used as a galley spirits. Among Friends gleaned a sum of eight hundred thousand pounds, to be spent in various shades of colors of the rainbow. We wholesale the card of a friend of ours who has a food and dug out with that figure. C `and` everything from Campari, the sparkling wine, gin, cognac, even to some heirloom bookshelf or as Don Bairo Cremidea Beccaro. 'The intention is to spend all night in the pit of the apartment R. , Drinking and looking for some sex without a name. There is no dinner, because you do not need to eat when the stomach should be filled with other things. I introduce myself with a dress brings bad luck, like blackettaro, having dared to even use the rollers to mom for a permanent type of drummer Vinnie Vincent. Obviously arrive already "drunk". At about 23.00 we are still in the positive phase of the party, where everyone is dancing and all loaded livers with the escort of treasure room. You drink all in any proportion, without discrimination, males and females. At night, small fires from guns well loaded, people light up in a circle, laughing, cold. Predictably, the stroke of midnight, the party takes the fold worse, when the alcohol takes over ', on the already fragile cessation of these barriers. Under the sulfur compilation of the undersigned, based on electronic Beastie Boys and Celtic Frost, the part it went groping Cojo Cojo. Each appearance of the female ass is squeezed, anything that produces heat is smoked any substance resting on the tables, is taken through the various orifices of the human body. The slamming of doors to bedrooms, couples in the throes of furious attacks of lust, drag on the bed covered with coats and jackets, to spread waves of Love, damn any stain remover. C `and` who also takes work home or car by emptying the party. Start the stage of rejection. C `and` vomiting. A sour mash, covering the marble floors of his native home of A. Other vomit in the garden, you vomit on my shoes, jackets boobies. Storm `s only bathroom in this apartment, which has taken refuge in the fortress C. C. is a student at the Law, lanky and smiling, but with a liver pate de foie gras to make us useful to a reception in the Elysium. We see, through the keyhole, hugging the toilet bowl in search of the retch solver .. B. Meanwhile collapses. A total mix of various substances by solace, they do fall into a swoon, horrid brink of contractions with no results and cut off breathing. Evacuate from the bathroom is useless C., after the break-Lieutenant Sheridan and try to induce vomiting B. But B. wants to shit. Calargli we can keep him in his pants and two on the cup. Nothing to do, is a `eel, an eel` di Comacchio. Everything is all `sudden blurred. Cade memory. With temperatures that fell well below zero, we raise two B., half naked and trying di uscire da quella casa degli orrori. Nella gelida notte aquilana, sparsi, per il giardino, ci sono i corpi di varie persone completamente sbronze, che dormono, senza fare una piega. Portiamo B. in una squallida mansarda di proprietà della cugina, dove smaltirà la sbornia verso le diciotto del 1° gennaio. La festa finisce per k.o. alle ore 0.45, roba che mio nonno, alla stessa ora, e` ancora in balera a sgambare.
