![hey you stupid table get out of Luke's way!](http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/1533/320/2004%2008%2027%20Oke%20oke%20shit%20050.jpg)
![alright, we warned ya! Stomp him, boys!](http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/1533/320/2004%2008%2027%20Oke%20oke%20shit%20060.jpg)
![got to get rid of the body](http://photos1.blogger.com/img/89/1533/320/2004%2008%2027%20Oke%20oke%20shit%20063.1.jpg)
Last night, good times were only slightly marred by the senseless destruction of a table I've had since high school. Since then, however, its condition had slowly deteriorated to the point of one still-attached leg (from the optimum four). The thrashing it received at the hands of 11 riled-up birthday bashers was pretty much inevitable, I'm sure.
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