It’s lame when somebody says they’re going out on a liquor run so you hand them cash and ask them to get you beer and then when they come back the only thing they’ve bought is your beer and you’re like what the hell weren’t you going on a liquor run and then as the night progresses they just drink the beer that you bought and you’re like what the hell was I just conned into supplying the liquor for this social festivity why didn’t you buy anything and why aren’t you drinking your own stuff.
It’s lame when somebody whips out an interesting new drinking game where the purpose of the game is to drink, but the people you’ve surrounded yourself with turn out to be people who don’t really want to drink or take shots or anything and it’s like what the hell why are we playing a drinking game if people don’t want to drink.
It’s lame when it’s the morning after and the good clean hygienic person you are is cleaning up the aftermath of the social gathering and you’re just like what the hell there were women in this room yesterday why didn’t they clean up after themselves what is wrong with the world.
It’s lame when during that clean up you find unfinished drinks and you are just like what the hell what kind of person doesn’t finish their drinks what kind of treacherous party foul is that.
