Via LeComm
partying
RA's everywhere are about to be traumatized. Also, can we all potentially agree on the fact that dorms for whatever reason inspire animal-like wildness, and a general hedonistically-unhinged stance on, well, life? But also, shoutout to the mad scientists that were straight up addicted to growing shit in their dorm room; and went so far as to hatch quails in there! --- and got away with it for a year!
Suffice to say, this hedonistically-inclined, spontaneous degenerate clearly found the one. I mean shit, a 5-day bender within the white sandy beach meets piercing warm blue waters of a paradisal confines of Ibiza? Hell yes. Sign me up, but also can't help but wonder how you keep the job after that kind of stunt. Then again, his girlfriend was caught telling Lad Bible that "they were fine with it and he could get away with anything..." Lucky bastard.
Via Fox News
“Look, you’ve got to be warned here: what you’re about to see is beyond graphic, probably not appropriate for your kids. Three-two-one, go.” Based on that intro from Sean Hannity alone, you'd think you were gearing up for some stomach-turning, booze-soaked debauchery that amounted to at least half a frat getting arrested for blowing shit up or something. But nah, just the usual depraved beachside decadence.
Remember when the ice luge was one of the most exciting innovations to strike the party scenes where we were all trying to get drunk in new ways as fast as possible? Yeah. Those were the (cleaner) days. Some frat king or blacked out boozehound managed to inspire a new movement recently though: chugging anything within sight through a willing lady's cleavage and/or ass crack. Yep. Had to double take that one myself. You'll have to see these videos to believe it. Does bring to mind though: have you really lived until you've guzzled beer through a pair of boobs?
It's just about that time of the year again, dudes; yes, Spring Break. A time entrenched in sweet booze-soaked madness, and often given over to the questionably spontaneous, hedonistic whims of college students with nothing better to do with their time than let loose battle cries while chugging out the nearest handle in sight, amidst an endless procession of shotgunning beers; and maybe, just maybe even lighting up a few heaters. It would seem these awesomely wild times have a tendency to take place south of the border as well.
