So, I went to a student-run dance in my town tonight with a couple friends. Sounded like a fun time, I figured why not.

Kind wished I had stayed home.

So, we get there, and security tells me to stash my bag (which had a $5 grinder, $12 pipe, $10 hookah (none of which they knew of, they just figured I had booze), and half a $13 bottle of rum (which I did). Oh, and my fucking passport) in the woods. So I did, thinking it safe. About an hour into the dance (around 10:10...