partying

Sometimes you should definitely go with your gut.

This busted party ended up inspiring the most terrifying game of hide and seek that a kid can imagine. Also, what a genius! 

17-year-old Juliette Avitia from Texas unintentionally overstepped when she "rescued" a cat she mistook as stray, from a party outside her house. Fortunately everything works out, but can you imagine that moment of sobering realization when she realized she'd messed up BIG time. Yikes. 

Kids, not even once.

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. 

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. 

The kind gents over at Total Frat Move received this hilariously basic, hedonism-crazed text from that one chick who is continually seven kinds of lit and turnt, trying to keep from falling off the face of the earth, all the while lending a new meaning to the term 'day tripping' at the yearly summer music festival/any pool party. Let's just hope her girlfriends were ready to embark upon a brain cell-destroying, ride of a lifetime through the wildest, EDM-drenched, tequila-infused pits of that commercialized underworld, Las Vegas.