Jeez, Pugs, you really need to have the dynamics of pissing your way out of an avalanche explained to you?!
Man, just thinking of drinking beer makes me a bit quezy. I still feeling a bit sick since celebrating my 21st a few days ago. I don't remember half the night, thatnkgoodness I live with women who took care of me wrather than guys drawing on me or something.
talk about being the fire engine. I am sure this will be modified to become one of the newest games to play by Frats all across the northwest.
Just a guess, but pee is 98.6. The beer was probably slushy which would have just added to the problem. If I think I'm going to die buried in snow, I want to be plastered.
if the snow he was digging was going to fill the car, then wouldn't there be a car sized amount of snow now missing for him to make his way into to keep digging? maybe, maybe no. maybe i need the dynamics of "avalanche escaping pissing" explained to me, too. and if you're gonna try the eat the snow and pee on it while drinking, you better make damn sure you don't get mixed up.
Prez, I'll explain the dynamics to you. Our boy tried to dig himself out, realized he wasn't getting anywhere and decided to give up and get ****faced. Not wishing to die in his own urine, he rolled down the window again to relieve himself... and stumbled upon his way out. That's what makes the story so awesome... he wasn't being clever, he was just a lucky, drunken dickwad.
