This reminded me of a New Year's Eve party back in my HS days. One of my friend's parents were foolishly going out that night and we had the house to ourselves. I mostly blame them for what happened because they knew us and should have known better than to leave us alone on NYE like that.
We began the night with my buddy, his older bro and myself pre-gaming by doing shots of tequila with beer chasers. People begin trickling in. Pretty soon it is full up and bouncing. My buddy is not a big liquor guy, though, so that tequila is wupping his ass.
Around 10 PM my buddy and I went out to smoke a bowl on the porch. He would later tell me that this was the last thing he remembered from the evening. We get done and are walking back inside from the porch. He tells me later that he meant to ask me which girls at the party were single but instead yells at me right as the music stops and is being changed, "WHO'S FUCKIN WHO?" Girls in attendance are obviously really impressed.
So we go over to the couch and chill and not two minutes later he leans forward, pukes all over himself, and passes out. I ask for help carrying him upstairs to his room and some random dude I don't know bounces over in just his boxers and offers to help. Well, no one else was jumping at the chance to carry pukey-pants-mcgee up the stairs so I tell him to get my friend's legs. We are going up the stairs, me leading, and almost-naked-guy passes out and falls down the stairs to his slumber at the landing. Fuck.
The older bro comes over and helps me get my buddy to his room. As we are dumping my buddy into his bed we hear a loud bang from outside.
We had those mortar tube fireworks you were talking about. At some point it was determined that it would be REALLY cool to light them and throw them by hand like grenades.
The back yard led up to some woods and the ground was covered in dry leaves...needless to say there were loud bangs and smoke coming from the backyard pretty quick. The parents were called by neighbors to get home and get these wild ass kids under control before they burn the neighborhood down.
By the time they arrive the backyard/woods area is pretty much on fire. The mom grabs a garden house and starts running toward the fire. It is on a roller and about half way there the hose length runs out and she goes ankles up onto her back.
The pros are called out to deal with the fire and after the department puts out the flames it is just me and the older brother waiting in the living room to get reamed by his parents. They finally come back in and are about to tear into us when guess who comes out to check on everyone? My buddy! Guess who also had the bright idea to strip out of his puked on clothes and is now standing there naked asking us where everyone went? My buddy!
Awesome time. 10/10 would do again despite having to re-lawn and landscape my friend's back yard.