Karmichael Hunt
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The story:
It was Saturday night, my housewarming party in Canberra and a very drunken evening. My last shot of Absinth put me right over the edge after constant drinking from 7 (I was drunk before the first guest arrived).
The night was getting quite late and loud, much fun had by all guests and witty quips firing from my mouth every second as I recall. Budz had quite a bit to drink and with him this leads to aggression. The whole incicdent started when me and Tottenham started throwing lollies at him, a bit of harmless fun i thought. Not to Budz. His response was to throw a glass beer bottle at us, a very dangerous ploy.
In retaliation, my thoughts were to stem the aggression by denying his legal right to alcohol. I grabbed his goon bag and took it to the balcony. Not being able to use the spout to pour just some of his goon over the edge, I dropped the bag. This just enraged Budz further. Instead of going downstairs to pick up his goon bag which was still intact (i think, it was in its box), Budz grabbed our softdrink bottles and threw them over the edge. This didn't particularly worry me as we still had our alcohol. When he couldn't get outside he tried to just tip them down the sink where I was stopping him. As I have been told, he then just sat down on the couch teeming with rage.
For some reason I felt the need to vacuum the ground, as it was our new place and I would like to keep it clean. When I got near Budz I thought I'd help him out by vacuuming up his tears, and I was heard to remark 'I will vacuum up your tears, Buddhika. I will vacuum up your tears' repeatedly. According to others at the party it was one of the funniest things anyone has done in the history of the world....really.
Budz apparently warned me that he was going to throw the vacuum cleaner at me which he didn't hear, but when he got up I wrestled him to the floor. With his free hand he picked up the vacuum cleaner and threw it, narrowly missing the television but putting a f**king hole in the wall, which I didn't see till the next morning but was told about.
Budz then went into my bathroom and locked himself in, all the time me thinking now everythings square, the bottle cancelled the lollies, the soft drink cancelled the goon, the hole in the wall cancelled the vacuuming of tears. But no, Budz sprayed my shaving cream all over everything in the bathroom, my toothbrush, toothpaste, razors, toiletry bag, towels. He also squirted my shampoo on the bath mat and told people that he 'put [my] toothbrush in his a**e' which he does from time to time.
That is basically the whole story, we then went out to civiv but I didn't talk to him and vice versa. I do know that he's not allowed back to our place until he pays for the damages, I will of course deduct the price of the goon to that amount BUT will add the prices of a new toothbrush and loss of shaving cream and shampoo.
Good night huh?
It was Saturday night, my housewarming party in Canberra and a very drunken evening. My last shot of Absinth put me right over the edge after constant drinking from 7 (I was drunk before the first guest arrived).
The night was getting quite late and loud, much fun had by all guests and witty quips firing from my mouth every second as I recall. Budz had quite a bit to drink and with him this leads to aggression. The whole incicdent started when me and Tottenham started throwing lollies at him, a bit of harmless fun i thought. Not to Budz. His response was to throw a glass beer bottle at us, a very dangerous ploy.
In retaliation, my thoughts were to stem the aggression by denying his legal right to alcohol. I grabbed his goon bag and took it to the balcony. Not being able to use the spout to pour just some of his goon over the edge, I dropped the bag. This just enraged Budz further. Instead of going downstairs to pick up his goon bag which was still intact (i think, it was in its box), Budz grabbed our softdrink bottles and threw them over the edge. This didn't particularly worry me as we still had our alcohol. When he couldn't get outside he tried to just tip them down the sink where I was stopping him. As I have been told, he then just sat down on the couch teeming with rage.
For some reason I felt the need to vacuum the ground, as it was our new place and I would like to keep it clean. When I got near Budz I thought I'd help him out by vacuuming up his tears, and I was heard to remark 'I will vacuum up your tears, Buddhika. I will vacuum up your tears' repeatedly. According to others at the party it was one of the funniest things anyone has done in the history of the world....really.
Budz apparently warned me that he was going to throw the vacuum cleaner at me which he didn't hear, but when he got up I wrestled him to the floor. With his free hand he picked up the vacuum cleaner and threw it, narrowly missing the television but putting a f**king hole in the wall, which I didn't see till the next morning but was told about.
Budz then went into my bathroom and locked himself in, all the time me thinking now everythings square, the bottle cancelled the lollies, the soft drink cancelled the goon, the hole in the wall cancelled the vacuuming of tears. But no, Budz sprayed my shaving cream all over everything in the bathroom, my toothbrush, toothpaste, razors, toiletry bag, towels. He also squirted my shampoo on the bath mat and told people that he 'put [my] toothbrush in his a**e' which he does from time to time.
That is basically the whole story, we then went out to civiv but I didn't talk to him and vice versa. I do know that he's not allowed back to our place until he pays for the damages, I will of course deduct the price of the goon to that amount BUT will add the prices of a new toothbrush and loss of shaving cream and shampoo.
Good night huh?
:lol: 
