The beer is cheap and the girls are too easy, so whats stopping you? Your friends are calling you names and now… well its time to go.
You’ve realized that you have to go tonight because somehow you have convinced yourself that this could be the last Tuesday of your life and you can not miss a chance to get wasted, especially not on a school night.
The pre-drink ensues. It only seems logical to get wasted in your dorm room before heading out. So, you turn up the music and pound some shots. Now you are ready to go.
You arrive at Wayside, immediately go to the bar, buy some beer and go to the dance floor. At this point you are already drunk, and you probably don’t notice the inch of spilt beer on the floor and you really don’t mind the constant beer spilling on your new shirt because you just spilt yours on the girl that started grinding on you.
