Thinking back, three beers and four shots isn’t even really all that much. Well, unless you do them all within 30 minutes. Then, you’re likely to wake up with eyes resembling those of a zombie with the Rage virus, as happened to my friend. Well, he had a couple of glasses of scotch too. Though as far as I know, he just spent the night vomiting when he got home, not recreating “Two Girls, One Cup”. At least, that’s all he’s owned up to anyway.
Oh yeah, and I promise this is the last fecal-based strip for a while; it was just so nicely set up, I couldn’t resist!