The holy day left you feeling like holy hell? We feel you. You’d sell your arm for a sleeping bag and a Gatorade IV. Throw back a few of these words and call us in the morning.
n. A tenuous (at best) truce formed over drink specials or 2 a.m. smoking breaks. Highly unlikely without fermented circumstances.
n. The situation wherein the wearer wakes up in jammy bottoms and embellished racer-back top she wore to dinner the night before.
n. The posture one assumes after admitting that nothing iced down in a trash can and/or served in a Solo cup ever tastes “just like candy.”
v. Reinventing the prior night’s adventures as cautionary tales to anyone who will listen. (Least effective delivered while sidled up to the same bar within a 24-hour period.)
v. Expressing the urge to simultaneously sleep and complain when presented with any stimuli.
talk of shame
n. Any verbal exchange ending with, “You don’t remember? We talked about that for, like, forever last night!”
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