Last Night: Over the course of an hour, and in this order: Shot of tequila, a kamikaze, flaming doctor pepper, jagerbomb, double shot of tequila, chugged a beer. Drank a bit for the next two hours, apparently went to Sheetz, then came back home and this story occurs: Roommate and I are both hammered Size reference: Roommate (6' 1", ~250 pounds) says something. I (5' 9", ~140 pounds) smack him in the face. He pushes me over a couch and locks himself in his room. I back myself into the bathroom across from his door and kick it down, taking off a good chunk of the trim. He grabs piece of trim and checks me with it, causing it to break into my face. Bleeding chin. Other roommate comes out and steps between us before I manage to swing a piece of wood back at him. We go to our respective sides of the apartment. 10 minutes later I walk into his room and say "woah dude, that wasn't supposed to happen". We laugh hysterically.