I'm really not sure how to describe anime night. It started off as a riotously fun party situation, and then the booze came out and it got even more entertaining. Fun was had by all, more beautifully cracktastic business plans came out, there was anime (King of Bandits Jing in 7th Heaven, all three episodes), pizza, and musicgeeking.
At the end of the night, as we were de-convening with much hilarity, JD glomped English. Standard JD bouncy hug, complete with not entirely sober.
English grabbed his AK-47, dove into the closet, and ordered us out. Out we went.
I'm still processing, and I'm not entirely sure what to think of this. It's at least mildly disturbing.