spring break

School is important to develop a child's mind, but more importantly it keeps them out of the house for most of the day. Grade-school aged kids rejoice for a week off while their parents struggle over having to spend time with their offspring. For some reflections on the pitfalls of family life, check out these 30 funny marriage tweets to let you know you're not alone.

The moral of the story here is that you don't go starting shit with chicks from Boston on fratastic, drunken beaches during Spring Break unless you're ready to eat sand after having your bell brutally rung. Everything about these videos screams chaotic shitshow. Gotta love the ending there when her friend, or more likely -- some random beachcombing vagrant -- tries to rally her with a quick hit of nicotine. 

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. 

Like a fine wine, some people just get better with age. Consider the grandma at hand, as a prime example; she's down south of the sun-drenched border aggressively knocking back shots (or just like, half the bottle) with a bunch of sorority girls that are just beginning to set sail on the epic, booze-soaked journey that the Spring Break of 2017 will surely prove to be. You've given the younger, less experienced alcoholics a lot to strive for Grams. 

Ah, good 'ol Spring Break has just about near rolled around. A time to take things south of the border --- lethal amounts of tequila and other illicit substances in tow, to chase down reckless decisions, break things, Snapchat all of it, no ragrets, and all the while do everything within one's perpetual drunken capacity to not get locked up in a Mexican prison cell alongside a Wino that has a biblical case of swampass. Our shitshow couple of the day, clearly failed to keep things together; and unfaithful boyfriend definitely kicked the hornet's nest when he strayed out the boundaries of a faithfulness.