"I pissed my bed last night because I was shotgunning tallboys till I passed out. That's the price you gotta pay for postgaming."
"I was so fucked up at the bars last night I have no clue how I was able to postgame till 6am."
Ralph: Yeah, I saw it. It'll be flashing behind my eyes for the remainder of postgame when I'm drowning my sorrow in suds.
A guy who can keep going, who, even though he has a spent and flaccid penis, is willing to orally pleasure his woman and stay the course, is a postgame hero.