PEOPLE WHO DON'T LIKE TO "PARTY"

Yeah, that's right. You know what I'm talking about. Wink wink. Yeahhh, let's do some Van Damage. Let's have a 45-minute conversation about an episode of Vice you just watched. Let’s spend our diaper money so we can stay up for three days. Let’s invite Mr. Scary over for a Sunday night Shaolin sheet karate sleepover sesh. Let’s spend 70% of our time chain smoking, 20% pooping and 10% talking about ex-girlfriends. Let’s close-talk regardless how much our breath smells like a Newark sewer system. What? No? You’re lame.