After 3 rounds of Circle of Death at my apartment and a crap-load of vodka, I now have 3 drunken bastards singing "Complicated" by Avril Lavigne on my bed. This threesome involves two girls and one guy.......... One girl has already prayed to the porcelain. This **** is ridiculous. How come I'm the only one that's of legal drinking age and I end up being the babysitter? What kind of "S" is that? Well, I'm gonna go grab some more Hawaiian Punch and Absolut. Let them take care of themselves.