Those ghosts in the corner are probably ghosts of college freshmen who died due to alcohol poisoning brought about through fraternity hazing. These ghost bags haunt the fraternity keggers that ultimately led to their demise, trying their douchiest to have kinky ghost sex with all the hotties in attendance.
 

Succubi? If they were hot chicks, these frat boys would really have something here. Looks like a frat house consisting of proctologists though. Maybe they could film "Revenge of the Shit Stabbers".

Bagbalm
 

i'd love to HAUNT the shit outta these douchebags. but i'm not so eager that i'd pass into the afterlife right now though. meh.
 

What reason could that guy POSSIBLY have for not wearing a fucking shirt??? Was it ripped to shreds by a couger on the way to the party? Did he offer it to a homeless man to keep him warm? Put on a fucking shirt!
 

Sometimes when I've had one or two shots of the Apple Pucker more than I should, I get sick and puke all over the living room. The thing is, when I'm puking, even though I'm in pain, and am hating every second of it, my face sort of contorts into what looks like a happy grin, all on it's own. Not something I can control.

I think this semi-hottie just might be suffering from the same type of experience. What looks like a smile only The Joker could be proud of, might really be her "Holly crap, I'm surrounded by greasy shirtless ass wipes, and this stale Bud Light smelling tongue bag is touching me, please kill me" face.

-Boogie