"Breaking A Lease" Party

It's true. Guys did awful stuff like that back in the days when they could actually get away with it.

When some young man, always one with no money to speak of and a lacking in decency and a sense of responsibility, found himself in need of moving out of the house or apartment he was renting in the city, he threw a party called Breaking My Lease.

It never occurred to the tenant to just go and have a talk with the one who owned the place in which he lived.

No - he needed to do something horrific so he'd kick you out.

And what always came to mind?

Yep. A loud - no, make that a louder than average - party.

The tenant staged the party to just when he wanted to move, or be kicked out.

The tenant needed to attract all the party people he could, operating on the concept of the bigger the better, the wilder the better.

And what makes a horrific party?

Alcohol.

He couldn't pay his rent, but he could buy gallons of drink and party food, logic being it was money well spent.

The night they arrived in noisy droves, parking their vehicles all over the worst places, they were loud going in and even louder coming out, which usually was around dawn.

Of course, the landlord heard about it from all the irate neighbors who hadn't slept the entire night, thanks to the lease-breaker, so he came and kicked out the offending tenant straight away.

Mission accomplished.

Bags were already packed - no problem.

Except once in awhile, it back-fired.

No landlord showed up because no neighbors called him, because they all knew the game going on next door and they held no respect for young men who acted like that.

Darn.