Packy Run
A packy run is like a treasure hunt, but instead of gold, you’re hunting for cheap whiskey and the hope that you won’t regret your life choices.
I did a packy run at 2 AM. I got a bottle of rum and a bag of chips. My brain is now dead.
I ran to the packy because my friend said ‘you look like you need a drink.’ I needed two.
I went to the packy and came back with a 24-pack. My roommate thinks I’m a monster.
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