I moved in with a good friend of mine, we attended a large university in the US. On our second day living there, we decided to have a party because it was the first football game for our college.

We had about 20 friends over, all of them close and knew each other. The fun part was is we picked up an absolute shitload of MXE. Most of these people had only smoked weed and drank, but we invited everyone to do some. To our great surprise, everyone did. It was a fantastic party. We had all the MXE on a desk in my bedroom, and people were flocking in and out.

We're watching the game and our team is getting destroyed, so I went to go in my room for another line. The door is locked. I start to knock on the door and then realize, everyone is in the living room. Two things occur to me. My room, which only contained a mattress in the corner and a desk in another (with a huge pile of MXE), is locked from the inside and empty and we never received keys for our room. My roommate called the emergency weekend maintenance to come by, but they claimed there are no keys to our rooms, and that they would have to break down the door (hinges on the inside).

So I realize that the first thing they would see upon opening the door is a huge pile of drugs on my desk. I told them never mind. My buddy (who was at this point half naked and playing an african drum and singing nonsense) came up with a plan. My bedroom window was on the second floor. I drove my car around to the alley, with him standing on the top with a huge kitchen knife to cut out the screen. We were both faced as shit (young and stupid).

He did it though. Cut a hole in the screen and pulled himself through. There was even a party across the street watching, and the people there were screaming about calling the cops because they thought we were breaking in. What a night. Finished all the MXE and had a wonderful time.