homecoming and hunter thompson

I love drunk people.

One of the fraternities we have been paired up with for homecoming week is too small to have a house, so last night we had a party at one of the boys' apartments. We went straight to the kitchen when we got there, so it wasn't until later that we saw that they had a massive version of this picture on the living room wall. My friend LS, who had already had several drinks by this time, started yelling about it.

"It's Hunter S. Thompson! That's so badass! Who LIVES here? I want that poster! Look, it's Hunter S. Thompson!" etc. etc. She pretty much sounded insane. But she's a bit of a crazy drunk, so we would have expected nothing less from her.

Honestly, if I had had a few more drinks, I probably would have been yelling with her. Because she's right. Hunter S. Thompson is badass.

More homecoming craziness to come tonight, probably.