He's fer real. He can wear anything. He's drunk. He's also f*cked.
I know you are wondering, so: yes, he made it to class. He was still really drunk, and they had a quiz. I was really missing being in college a few days ago, and I'm glad that this dude (and his roommate who posted this) cured me of that. Sure, I was younger and much fatter from drinking beer, but it wasn't all good. After a hard night of drinking to get fat, I would wake up like this guy; flammable alcohol fumes making visible ripples in the air around me, feeling like I'd swallowed an ashtray, and really, really proud that I'd actually dragged my still-drunk ass out of bed.
Now, because I'm a responsible adult, I just sleep through things because I'm lazy. 30, here I come!
(by Johnny McNulty)