So there are like 20 people in my apartment. 20 drunk people in my apartment. Having a party. Dancing, singing, all that kind of good stuff. Lots of drinking. They tore down our kitchen pantry door to make a beer pong table. Lately I've realized how much I hate alcohol. I like my friends. A lot. But I hate being around them when they're drunk.
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