We had a man evening last saturday with four of my mates. We drank beer, talked about chicks, drank more beer, played NHL 2002 on Playstation2, drank beer, smoked cigarettes, drank beer and got stuck in an elevator for an hour at midnight.
I scratched my balls, I'm talking deep-dip, cupped-hand type shit, and then immediately afterwards picked up a ham sandwich and started to eat WITHOUT WASHING MY HANDS *mmmhhmm*