You know when you get off the plane drunk and you don’t know anyone in town and you want to continue your buzz but there’s nobody to hang out with? That’s when this guy appears of nowhere and says, “Hey man, we’re all going to the Thirsty Nut because they’re showing a Mad Max marathon and there’s going to be free Guinness. Let’s do a bump and head over there.” Comments/Enlarge |
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When you’re really wasted and you’ve been puking and you have hot carrots up your nose and you’re wondering where the fuck your girlfriend is, her and her friends dressed in white is such a fortunate, shining beacon of light you worry for a sec that maybe you’re dying. What I’m trying to say is, drunks like it when you wear white. Comments/Enlarge |
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Not giving a shit about how you look can be a bummer, but spending every waking moment on things like what pant leg goes where and how many pounds of hat you can fit on your head makes you look like Jay McCarroll at a Thinking-Too-Hard Festival. Comments/Enlarge |
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