Mate, mate. Mate. Just don't.
The experiment ended in vomit and wet farts.
Joining the privileged for a post-exam piss-up on Suicide Sunday.
Parties are only fun when you're drunk. It's sad but true.
Me and (my brother) Dave got so wasted on Christmas Eve at the Forceshe's we were running out by the creek and Laurie almost took her head off with the clothesline. It wouldn't have been so funny if we realized how hurt she really got.