I can almost hear the booze-charged, blind drunk yells of the nearest frat house down the road, as the metallic clang of fresh-emptied kegs wipe clean the peace of an otherwise typical Thursday morning/afternoon/evening. The frat though, you know the one that always managed to clear out the nearest convenience store of all the light and cheap beers, cause drinking to excess 24/7 ain't an easy thing to budget? Yeah, well these fine displays of alcohol-induced (and/or whatever else was in their system at the time of full-on mindlessness) fail will either inspire you to turn it up to 11 this Thirsty Thursday, or just, never drink again.
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