Back in my freshman year days, we enjoyed killing handles of cheap vodka. We also enjoyed powering through the century club, and riding that drunk train into the night (usually a Tues. or some other random night). I was fairly hammered and had just gone to bed when my roommate stumbled into the room, piss drunk. He immediately passed out in bed. I could tell he was extremely drunk by the way he was breathing, so I sort of watched him to make sure he was OK. The next thing I know, he gets up to go to the bathroom which is located in the hall. 1 minute later, I hear loud screaming coming from the room directly across from ours. I get up quickly and open the door to see my roommate sprinting down the dorm hall in his boxers, slammer-blasted drunk. A lot of commotion is coming from the room where my roommate ran from.
Apparently, he stumbled into the room, walked to the corner of their room, and started urinating all over Josh’s backpack. To say they were surprised does not do it justice. My roommate later returned from somewhere outside, grabbed the urine soaked backpack and ran to our bathroom. He threw it in the shower (piss drunk mind you..) Once it was washed out in the shower, he ran back to the room, and heaved the wet backpack at the Josh and his girlfriend in bed, then ran out again.
GG Booze.
Only in college…
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LOL, i can’t stop laughing after reading this story. thank you for sharing with this.
this is classic haha
i think he owes him a new backpack, i would never use it again if i was your friend