Aside from maybe donuts, parties are the best thing ever. You meet people, funny stuff happens, maybe somebody gets somebody else’s phone number. Especially if the party was at your place, it’s fun to wake up groggy and see bottles and cups and other detritus strewn about in the mid-morning (or better yet, mid-afternoon) sun — the sign of a job well done, a party well had. And if it was a really good party, you can talk with friends and try to piece the evening back together. But if you have to ask, it was probably you.

Quote of the Week

During a commercial break at the Redskins playoff game Saturday at Chief Ike’s.

A partially inebriated 20-something male talking to two 20-something females: “I was so tanked last night that I don’t know if I shit in my bed, or if somebody else shit in my bed as a joke. But someone definitely shit in my bed. It was a pretty good party though.”

After the jump, tiger town, cheap booze, and more equally “good” parties.

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