andcuriouser
Active Member
It's called "art school".
Everyone has an artistic reason to get stupidly drunk and draw/sing/create something about it later.
I can't believe I've never told you about those stories! Haha, I'd wake up on the subway, and have no idea how the hell I got there, or where I was intending to go. Or on one memorable occasion I woke up in someone's bathtub, clutching my wallet. And the water was off, but the bathroom was flooded, and the sink was full of empty peanut packages and BB gun pellets. And not just a few empty packages. Like a hundred of them. I have NO IDEA how that happened. Hahaha.
