A Tribute to Passing Out in Public


After a long night of drinking, most of us hope we don’t have to go to bed alone. But there are those times when we just hope we make it TO bed. Waking up on the kitchen floor surrounded by Dorritos crumbs isn’t the most comfortable of situations. There’s also the imminent danger of sharpies and shaving cream if you happen to be the first one at the party to pass out. But no matter whether you wake up on a neighbor’s lawn or hugging the porcelain goddess with slobber running down your cheek, you can be at least grateful that you didn’t wake up in a jail cell.

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