From Anonymous:
So the other night I started out drinking with a new girl from work. She leaves at around 6. I continued slamming beers until 8 when I headed to a fraternity house. I continued drinking in the parking lot. My brothers and I ended up setting the parking lot on fire since we were bored. they went to the bars, but I sat and continued drinking by myself. I soon ran out of beer. I had no money and am underage so I decided to walk to the closest apartment complex to find a party.
The gate was locked so I whipped out my knife and busted the lock. Cheap piece of s***. I see people gathered on the second floor. I walked up and started talking to one of the guys. Another said my name, I turned around and realized I knew him from highschool. Infact I knew half the people there. I drank more beer, party ends but I was not done. It was only 1 am.
I convinced a random girl to go to another party and bring me a beer since the guys were douches. She brought me a beer, party host threatened to kick my ass. My friend informed the host I am an ex-marine. Party host tried to take beer from me. Party host pulls back broken hand. I leave and find another party. Drink in random party until 3am, then went back to fraternity house. Brothers are back. We set parking lot on fire again. Police come. We tell them to fuck off, “we are cooking.” They say bullshit. I pull down my pants and moon police. I wake up in jail. Try telling your boss why you were late for work the next day
Only in College…
tell him you’re an alcoholic
that is the reason no one likes having marines come to their parties douche