halloween. 7th AND alberta?

I'm new to this city so I don't expect too much, and in my experience the party train in any town is often elusive at best, but there is NO excuse for this. Come on P-town! Only one party on Halloween night? Sure. I know what you're thinking with your giggles and smirks: Heh. This guy obviously didn't go to the party I was at. and granted. I probably didn't. Hit me up next time "Dude". Let's shake it loose. As was to be expected this party was...Drunk. But something about idiot underage shirtlss skaters in half-assed costumes beligerently howling about "this slut I totally did" or "that hottie in the" barely a bunny "bunny costume over there" really puts me out. The only saving graces I could find(and this is largely due to the enthusiasm generated by my BRAIN COSTUME I had eaten/donned earlier in the evening) were the hallway stobes which at one point so confused this one drunken lady that she walked, screaming to a friend, into a fucking wall four or five times in rapid succession before finding her way into the Juicy onslaught that was: the kitchen.
Perhaps it was the pop punk or the nigh-clothed teenage girls, or the boisterous tall assholes or the confusion lent of my brain garb...whatever. It felt like a low-income highschool future frat baby bash sans foam and free keystone light. I wasn't horribly impressed, even with the magic hippie trip I was experiencing. Kegs guys. Get some kegs.