H.S.O.A.B
When your brain short-circuits from too much alcohol and too many people watching you get it on.
My friend’s dog ran into the ocean. He just said, 'That’s the least of my problems.'
I tried to sing. It was a disaster. My voice came out like a broken blender.
I tried to kiss my friend’s mom. She gave me a high-five and said, 'You’re a good kid.'