5 Hour Energy Drink: Chaser

Yes. He doesn't remember he went home with a fatty that night. He woke up and seriously screamed.


Wow. She must've been DESPERATE going home with a guy who has a face like THAT.

Yup. He says it looks like the cover to a rap album. I haven't had the heart to tell him it should read "Scott: Preface to a Barnyard Romp".

Like, the only way to describe his scream the next morning was like this: If you remember Jim Carrey's scream in Dumb and Dumber when Seabass comes into the bathroom for some "lovin'" and he has that short, quick scream. That's EXACTLY how it sounded.

The girl didn't leave for like hours either. She probably was waiting for the free breakfast.

Wow. She must've been DESPERATE going home with a guy who has a face like THAT.

We went to the midnight buffet right after that pic was taken. That explains it all.

that picture should be submitted to a fark.com photoshop contest...

Yup. He says it looks like the cover to a rap album. I haven't had the heart to tell him it should read "Scott: Preface to a Barnyard Romp".

Like, the only way to describe his scream the next morning was like this: If you remember Jim Carrey's scream in Dumb and Dumber when Seabass comes into the bathroom for some "lovin'" and he has that short, quick scream. That's EXACTLY how it sounded.

The girl didn't leave for like hours either. She probably was waiting for the free breakfast.I have to admit that during my freshman year of college I awoke to a similar horror. I purposely rolled out of my own bed, and even though I hit the ground pretty hard I just remained still. The questionable beast who occupied my bed mooed something along the lines of, "why are you on the floor?" I think I said my back hurt (yuck) and remained there for about an hour until she finally left.
Ever since that day I constantly throw punches and kicks in my sleep, hoping to ward off any wildebeests who may have taken advantage of my drunkenness.

HAHAHAHA. God, we need to restart up the "College Stories" thread. That one was good.

Quagmire said it best: "Fat chicks need love too. They just gotta' pay."

HAHAHAHA. God, we need to restart up the "College Stories" thread. That one was good.

Quagmire said it best: "Fat chicks need love too. They just gotta' pay."I may have told that one there. It's a cautionary tale about binge drinking that I'm willing to share with the kids.
The worst part about it was that the musk ox was in my English class the next semester and when the teacher announced that we would be randomly paired up to work on a project who do you think I got stuck with? That's right, it was like the professor could sense the awkwardness and just wanted to make me shoot myself in the face.

The GOOD thing about the "day after" livestock is the fact that their self-esteems are so low anyway, they'll do whatever you say. Just throw a Hot Pocket down the hall, lock the door and watch the madness ensue. I dated my fiancee all through college, so I didn't have any random drunken hookups, unless she showed up at my door, randomly, drunk and wanted to hook up.

However, my roommate DID. One time he actually attempted screwing while I was in the room and I actually heard her say, "That's it?!" What IT was, I'll never know. It could be size, it could be endurance, but no matter what, he NEVER has heard the end of it.

HA HA! </nelson>

That story was a classic when you first told it...and it's still a classic now.

Now Grillz, if you told her now that you live in your parent's basement, do you think she'd laugh or come down the stairs for a pity bang?