Oh man... Screech! last time I went my buddy welcomed me with a glass of that shit. I ended up falling on the pavement face first. I ripped my jean and heard my teeth grinding agaisnt the pavement. Woke up the next morning looked at the bed and i had bled all night. I looked at my hand and i didn't have the slightest scraches on them... first thing i said was WTF... my hand are mint! I didn't even TRY to break my fall!

Also my buddy puked a shit loads of peanuts and it looked like crunchy peanut butter... he picked some up and tried to flick it at me. GOOD TIMES... this is what i looked like for the following week. i still have many scars from that day