Fair to say that Taco Tuesday got away from this reckless boozehound, and that he won't be invited back to this scantily-clothed bar again.
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Another week's almost in the books, and another round of Spring Breaks are about to take the otherwise non beer-soaked beaches of the world by storm, as college kids drown their livers in a sea of distilled oblivion while they effortlessly commit stupid mistakes that hopefully go viral...if we're lucky. These confessions from self-proclaimed boozehounds are just what we need to get in the spirit for hoisting the next glass, or just never drinking again and living a life of sweet sober serenity.
Do any of these spontaneous chaotic displays of booze-induced ridiculousness hold a candle to the madness that might've been your St. Patrick's Day last night? Seriously, dude. That was dangerous. A 'holiday' for whatever reason known and praised for offering an excuse to boozehounds near and far to get mindlessly plastered...on a Friday. Anyways. Fair to say these well lit crazies won't be getting the invites back to the next party.
Via the1stMikeC
Has the drunken debauchery taken full effect in your neighborhood yet? Every year at this time boozehounds get it in their heads to up and drink themselves shamelessly stupid. Some of these same people can't keep their hands to themselves after that fourth round of whiskey while on their way to Blackout Station. This video is a prime and unfortunate example...
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?
Ah, St. Paddy's Day has finally rolled into booze-ridden, dizzied view yet again. The boozehounds have finally found a decent enough excuse to carpe that diem. Bars near and far offer up questionably generous drinking specials that almost always seem to result in someone (maybe you) stuffing your face full of grease-soaked food with ferocious intensity, after going one too many rounds with that good 'ol pal named Jameson.
The end time is near. Bars near and far have likely already been flooded with red-eyed, whiskey-breathed, stumblin and mumblin chain-smoking gentry that couldn't wait the extra couple days to drown their livers in a distilled sea of Jameson and whatever other shots will surely be on special for St. Paddy's Day. Or those fair and fine fiends never left after last call...Anyways.Gear up for what should be a highly entertaining, booze-soaked occasion, if not an epic start to a blur of a weekend bender with 10 fine displays of people drinking themselves silly.
Via @rachhdionn
Feeling thankful someone was there to capture the inevitable booze and/or drug-fueled chaos that is bound to erupt in particularly rapid frequency these next couple weeks during the decadent heights of that crazy little thing called Spring Break. Leave it to the beaches of Miami to be the eye of the crazy storm.
I can almost hear the booze-charged, blind drunk yells of the nearest frat house down the road, as the metallic clang of fresh-emptied kegs wipe clean the peace of an otherwise typical Thursday morning/afternoon/evening. The frat though, you know the one that always managed to clear out the nearest convenience store of all the light and cheap beers, cause drinking to excess 24/7 ain't an easy thing to budget? Yeah, well these fine displays of alcohol-induced (and/or whatever else was in their system at the time of full-on mindlessness) fail will either inspire you to turn it up to 11 this Thirsty Thursday, or just, never drink again.
This Instagram account is full of enough booze-inspired stupidity to make me kind of never want to drink again, or just drink to forget these stomach-turning spectacles of awe-inspiring mindlessness.
Guys, we are in real dire straights these days. The toddlers have taken over the nursery school, and there isn't a grownup in sight. Obama is gone. Ok? Get that through your thick skulls.
As if to pour salt on that wound, Jordan Peele of Key & Peele and the director of the new film Get Out, reminds us all of what we're missing and what Obama's probably doing. Drunk Obama is the president now. Get over it!
With enough of that sweet booze in the system a man can make do with just about anything as his bed -- the nearest, least-clogged street gutter, the hood of a car, a barstool, the lap of the stranger barstool prophet located nearest, etc. Shame and self-awareness up and vanished sometime around the halfway mark when you decided to become best friends with a Mr. Jack Daniels. What we have here are the implications of said friendship.
Thoughts and prayers go out to our fallen boozehound of a brother in arms; clearly Saturday night got away from the guy, and he'd watered down so many brain cells with alcohol, the only outcome was his self-made failure. In this case, the fact that he literally tees himself up for a solid boss scolding. Yes, a fail in every sense of the word. Oh, also I definitely recommend checking out this dude's ongoing string of ridiculous tweets. He's got a Scottish Twitter accent thicker than a steaming bowl of overcooked porridge.
Everyone's been there. You're two sheets to the wind, and you decide that maybe you should buy two sheets or maybe just some fries. Getting drunk and ordering shit on the internet is a national pastime at this point and deserves to be honored as such.
The fine folks over on Reddit are sharing some of their best drunk purchases. From managing their finances to sex toys, these items range from the practical to the extravagant. But the best ones are the snacks. Everyone likes snacks.
