I went to a bar in Manhattan with two guys and four girls.  I was dressed in a one piece authentic nasa jumpsuit, my friend was a nun and my other friend was a ninja.  The girls were all slutty something or others, I don't really know. Anyways, we get there at around 11, and by 12 one of the girls is throwing up. Me and the nun had planned to sleep at one of the girls' apartments, so right there is when the night started to go wrong. They leave. Flash forward to about 3 am, my ninja friend ends up leaving with a 26 year old layer from the city dressed as a blue devil (the three of us are 19). My nun friend is so fucked up that he pays a cab driver 10 dollars to take him as close to our friend's apartment as he can, however the cab driver realizes the degree of his drunkenness and drops him off god knows where.  Back to myself, I am all alone at this bar until I see one kid I know from my hometown in CT. We buy each other and random girls drinks, walk around for about an hour until somehow (neither of us remember) we end up at this random girls apartment, on 37th.  By about five AM, I must have realized that I wanted to go to bed, because I sprinted about 60 blocks to our friend (the girl) apartment.  Now, I doubt any of you have ever seen someone dressed in a one piece nasa jumpsuit sprint 60 blocks through New York City at 6 am, I must have looked like a fucking psycho.   When I finally arrive at the building, much to my dismay, the man at the desk says he needs verbal confirmation from Stef in order to let me up. It is 6 fucking 30 in the morning and they have been sleeping since 1230, so my 57 phone calls still didnt even crack ice.  I then call another friend whom I stayed with the night before, who lives in brooklyn.  I ended up paying 41 fucking dollars for a cab ride from manhattan to brooklyn, and got to bed safely by 8 AM.  
My friend the nun had a different experience.
He said he wandered around drunkenly for about three hours in an area that people shouldnt be wandering around in at 4 am.  Anyways, he's walking down a street when this black dude steps out of the shadows and goes "Hey, nice wallobys" (referring to his shoes) The dude then proceeds to dough my friend in the face.  My friend isn't the biggest kid around, but he sure has a temper.  He swings and connects twice then throws the dude to the ground, and sprints away as fast as he can for about three minutes.  As soon as he stops running, he walks by a college kid talking on his cell phone.  He hears the kid go "Yeah, i just walked by some faggot dressed as a nun." My friend told me his adrenaline was still flowing, still in fight mode. He turns and says "what'd you just say?" The kid replies, "I said, I just walked by some faggot dressed as a nun." My friend goes "That's what I thought." He then put all his weight behind one punch and cracked the kid in the side of the head, threw him into a wall and hit him twice more in the face.  Once the kid was on the ground he kicked him in the face.  And just as icing on the top, he looked around and found a huge trash bag and slammed it down ontop of the kid, for good measure.  He wandered around for another hour, until he (somehow) found our friend the ninja's sister's apartment.
What a fucking night.