
Your friends can be such douchebags. Ha ha! This pic was submitted by a Zasted Community member. Thanks !
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Danielle ended up on this small little green house looking thing after getting smashed the night before. She didn’t know where she was, she didn’t know where her shirt was, and she didn’t know where her friends were. All she did know was that she needed to pass out. I guess this object was the best thing resembling her home she could find at the time.

This pic was submitted by Amy… one of our Zasted! community supporters.
This guy spent the better part of an evening talking crap about how much he could drink and calling a group of girls bitches. Obviously he drank enough to pass out while dropping a deuce on the toilet. Those so called bitches took advantage and was happy to provide us with this pic. And for that, we thank Amy! Amy says that that night was probably the best night of her life!

Mike left his buddy’s place thinking he can take the short 15 minute walk back to his place just fine. Well the proof is in the pudding right here that he could not do it. He was swaying so much that he needed to take a rest on that railing. Too bad his rest turned into passing out and then falling over it and remaining passed out. His friends drove by and snapped this photo before picking him up. They went to a nice diner after that so that Mike can get some greasy food and coffee to help with his massive hangover.
Apparently John was wayyyy tooooo Zasted! to even put his pants on, let alone stand up. John will be recovering from this for at least one whole day.

Brian couldn’t hold his bladder any longer so he pissed himself. He then took off his shirt, opened the door, and then tried to take off his pants. He only succeeded in falling down, and passing out for the night there. He is lucky that he had one leg in, since those doors automatically lock when shut. Oh, and apparently Brian is a fan of Tommy Hilfiger.

This chic drank way too much at the pool. She went to her room to go to the bathroom, but only made it to her bed. At least she had enough sense to put a 5 gallon bucket next to the bed so she can use it to either pee or puke in. See, alcohol does make you smart.

Stacy’s friends thought it would be funny to put racing stripes on her and make her a present. Little did Stacy know that we was a present for some lucky guy later that night, or I guess we can say he was unlucky. Too bad too, I heard she can drive a mean stick.






