After hearing my friend Tamara mention in Econ this morning that she had plans Saturday night, I came to the natural conclusion that there has to be a party.
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Her itinerary includes nine drinks, three frats, two random boys, and one trip to Lisa’s to end the night.
The 30-year-old nurse at Evanston Hospital who had responded to the patient’s question, described the events as “nothing like I have ever seen before.”
“It was so damn hot in there, people were sweating like pigs, and on top of all that, the beer pong balls kept landing on the mildew in the back corner.”
Mr. and Mrs. O’Halloran, both 52, were reportedly hosting their bi-weekly Jenga tournament when things got “blatantly out of hand,” in the words of Evanston Police Department chief Richard Eddington.
I deeply regret not getting as turnt as I said I did.
“I got this idea to test whether people would act differently around me while I was drunk, so I pretended to be drunk,” Taylor added. “I had a few drinks, of course, but only so people would believe that I’d been drinking.”
Bars in the District of Columbia have been filled with congressmen all month, and private parties are held almost daily.
By Harry Barbash, Sophomore Economics Major What the fuck, Professor Donaghy? Do you have any idea what happened this last weekend? You think there was time to study for a midterm about the Celts in the 11th century? Because there sure as shit was not. Let’s start with the obvious. Halloween is the peak time for drunken revelry. Halloween just sweetens the crowded-apartment-party pot. Hookups become even more anonymous as you grind up on whatever masked person’s behind you. Alcohol