“Hal, we’re in college. We’re freshmen at one of the best universities in the South. Together. We need to get out and live. Go to parties, drink way too much cheap liquor. Kiss hot boys. Get pointless tattoos that we never regret when we’re old and wrinkly, despite what the boomers think. Be young while we have the opportunity. You know, before real life starts.” In theory, it sounds great. Easy even.
