To his credit, he was attempting to hydrate.
And that’s why you never trust the asshole who doesn’t wear green to a St. Patrick’s Day party.
When you're so sauced even your vehicle won't let you drive home…
Technically, pouring it all over your face and body doesn't count as falling off the wagon.
Turned out he was dead, so we threw him in the casket like this and said our goodbyes…
[via Total Frat Move]
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