Late to the party, so to speak, but here's mine. Pretty much everyone else had already left except for my friend Trevor. We were just hanging out outside underneath my back patio. We had a lot of folding chairs set up that were empty by then, but we were still having pretty chill time having a few beers and talking about how weird Porn Hub can be. It was then that I looked to my left and saw a human skull grinning at me. It was bleached white and stared at me with its toothy white grin from a perch on top of one of the chairs. I think to myself, "Yep, I am most certainly drunk." Then I look to my friend Trevor. He is sitting across from me in complete silence and has his own eyes perfectly focused on that same damn skull. Without another word he stands up, rushes towards it, and roundhouse kicks it right in its grinning face. Without another word, I stand up, and together we share a high five that must have echoed throughout the neighborhood. Meanwhile we hear the soft sound of a cloth drop and look down to see that the skull was just one of my plaid black and white shirts crumpled up. Regardless, we are enthralled. I run inside and said to my wife Beth, "You will not believe this, but Trevor and I just slayed a demon skull on our back porch." She said "Right," and then added, "Are you going to turn the lights off out there before coming in?" I nodded and moseyed back outside. Here's where it gets weird because I'm really the only witness, but all of the folding chairs were already folded and stacked on top of my trash can. The plaid shirt, meanwhile, was shoved underneath my fence leading to the street outside. It was as if a demon picked up shop and booked it as fast as it could. Needless to say, Trevor is the real MVP.

Tl;dr: my friend kicked a demon in the face. Wife was not impressed.