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My buddy had jalapeño juice in a visine bottle. At parties, it was always a cinch to know which lady just peed.

Lol, now that is a corker!

We were such hoodlums Boom. Since I couldn't do something as simple as find an appropriate community to post such material and apparently a couple people here don't appreciate blogging about heroin, I guess it won't hurt to tell you how when we'd go to parties, first thing we'd do is raid the bathroom medicine cabinets for anything that said something to the affect Do Not Operate Heavy Machinery.

Too far? Never mind. Just kidding! Totally kidding. I mean magazines. We'd raid the magazines for anything that said something to the affect of gardening or food or meditating or market watch.