Fun drinking game for your next house party – take a sip / down your drink if:
8.50 PM: Your party starts at 9, but everyone knows that the party really starts at least an hour later. Except for that one random kid who shows up at your door way too early. Chances are that they’re either nervously hovering around you as you’re getting ready, or awkwardly sitting on the couch with their hands folded.
10.00PM: Your door is ringing continuously, your living room is filling up nicely, but you notice that not everyone got (or wanted to get) the BYOB-memo. Oh, well, you already knew you had snakes for friends, right?
11PM: Someone gets completely fucked by ring of fire, beer pong or any other drinking game and is hugging the toilet for the rest of the night.
11.30PM: One person decides to be the life of the party and genuinely believes it’s the right time for “TEQUILAAAA”. They kind of annoy you and everyone with their misplaced enthusiasm but still manage to convince the entire room to take a shot with them.
11:37PM: The tequila is kicking in nicely and new friendships and romances are established out of thin air. “OMG, you also like ketchup flavoured chips? Where have you been all my life?”
12AM: Apparently word of your epic house party is spreading like wildfire across town, because you’re pretty sure you didn’t invite that random group standing in the kitchen. By this time however, everyone is your best friend, so you couldn’t care less.
12.30AM: Someone tries to rally the squad to leave the house party for some mediocre bar in the city, but obviously fails because this is where all the alcohol is.
1.30AM: A handful of latecomers show up at your doorstep more four hours after the party was supposed to start. You wonder what they have been up to in the meantime, but forget asking as soon as you rush back to the kitchen to shove some beers in their hands.
2AM: Ah, the long-awaited moment has come: your neighbours have had enough and may or may not have called the police. They can try what they want, but there’s no way we’re shutting this party down now! The Great Gatsby wouldn’t have done that either.
3AM: The house party has definitely already peaked, but no one is ready to admit that. Half of the crowd is mellowing out on the couch, and the other half is dancing their asses off to Nickelback. What a time to be alive.
THE MORNING AFTER: As you gather the courage to roll out of bed with your head spinning, you assess the damage of last night. Your feet are plastered to the beer-soaked floor and you notice that your [insert any random household item] is missing. You go through your photos and messages and stumble on some questionable if not incriminating content and decide to go back to sleep.
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