After a crappy year in which two of your friends were fired and your job hangs in the balance due to corporate downsizing, you have to top it off by going to the office
And with sexual harrassment suits more common than holiday bonuses, so much for hitting on Debbie in Human Resources.
Worst of all, due to legal reasons, there is no longer an open bar. Couple that with the fact that you have to drive 35 minutes to get home afterwards and you'll probably only have one beer.
While your parents actually think you're studying for "one more final," you actually finished last week and are staying in Austin to party for a few more days. Why go home to visit with Aunt Doris when those couple days after finals are some of the wildest on any college campus on America, right up there with those days before classes start in September?
Best of all, a bunch of the hot sorority girls next door did the same. And judging by the shirt one of them wore over to your place to "pre-party" with you and your roommates before hitting the town, she just might be interested, horny or both.
Best of all, while you merely offered the girls a Corona from the fridge, it was her idea to try out the beer bong she saw you do at one of your parties this semester. As she drops to her knees and takes it in her mouth, you try to be somewhat of a gentlemen and at least pretend to fight the mental image invading your brain. No luck. "I bet you can suck the golf ball out of a fucking garden hose," comes flying out of your mouth. Oops.
But instead of a sexual harrassment lawsuit or even so much as a dirty look, you get a laugh and a smile. Unfortunately, you don't enjoy it as you should, mistakenly assuming, as any 21 year old does, that this sort of shit will go on for the rest of your life after you graduate.
Yes, yes we all wish we were a beer bong after watching that. Ok, except for our female readers.
ED. NOTE: If you are a female reader and still wish you were beer bong after watching that, please email us.