Flanders Gets Some - Friday December 5th

We've got a lot of stories to catch up with here at flanders is drunk but for those of you who weren't there I'll catch you up with what went down this very weekend.

You may or may not know that flanders, along with most of the authors here, is a member of the ultimate team at our esteemed small liberal arts institution. The frisbee team was having an end of the season bash in good ol' flanders basement and things were going smoothly. We invented a game a musical chairs-flip cup mashup that we cleverly dubbed "musical cups" and everybody was doing a fair bit of drinking. Flanders notably lost a full cup flip-off, but proceeded to keep himself under control and we probably only chanted 'Flanders is drunk' once or twice (a remarkably low number for a frisbee party).

Sadly the party would end when security busted us and we moved en masse to a different house hosting a dance party. Yours truly was having a good time doing my thing (trying hopelessly to get rid of an epic case of the hiccoughs, but I'll spare you that story). I noticed Flanders towards the back in the general vicinity of a girl, but didn't think much of it. Minutes later the effffffff-meister himself ran up to me - "Dude, through that door Flander is hooking up with a chick and if you come over here you can see it!"

You didn't have to ask me twice, I hopped out of the room and sure enough, flanders had picked the room with glass doors - allowing anybody in the hallway to witness Flanders rolling around in bed with a girl whos identity still remains unclear. The crowd grew and so did the groping. Nobody seemed to know what to do. After a couple minutes the owner of the room happened by and the effffffff-man told him that "some random kid is hooking up in your bed."

Obviously and fortunately the public display of affection was broken up and Flanders and his lady friend had to walk by us, still holding hands, and sheepishly leave the party. Effffff left with the parting words "please don't sexile me tonight, I have to get up early tomorrow!" to which Flanders replied "don't worry I won't".

Flanders of course was lying.