Every night for the last week has been an excuse to have a drink. I had more friends come in from out of town this last week/weekend that you'd think there was a "Gooch's Peripheral Friend" convention.
Last night, my friend Marty got out of the house. We took this rare occassion to play a game called "Don't Let It Breathe." Essentially, you get a lot of alcohol into a glass or pitcher, two or more people get straws and suck that drink down until it's gone.
"Gooch," you ask, "how do you determine the winner?"
Everyone wins. Fuckedupness is your prize.
A pitcher of Scooby Snack, about to be downed by Marty, me, and two friends. Camera phones were at the ready.
goochout.
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