So we have a tradition, the old balls pub crawl, and my bro and I were pounding shots and brews. We closed down the brohater bars and rolled to Jimmy Johns for a late night drunk grub sesh. My bro had to take a piss, so I ordered as he went. I ordered, got my food, and was waiting for him. At this time I noticed a line growing for the slampiece bathroom. All of the sudden my bro walks out with a huge shit eating grin on his face. He simply says "we have to leave now!" As I walk out the door, I heard the death cry of a slampiece. Turns out my upperdecked and vommed all over the bathroom. Bro king.