hagged over
you wake up after a long night of drinking and find the girl you were with is now a mess, like she was hit by a truck and then stepped on by a donkey.
I woke up next to a greasy pig wearing my socks. What the hell happened last night?
She looked like a raccoon that got run over. I should’ve left her at the bar.
I thought I was with a goddess. Turns out, I was with a drunk walrus.