by Viggø September 14, 2023

When you go to an upscale restaurant in a major city with a strict dress code (the kind of place that lends out a jacket to the sap that forgot his at home) without a jacket, a ridiculously colored pair of pants, and an obnoxious bow tie or better yet in shorts, flip flops and no tie, either way with your sleeves rolled up. You then manage somehow to be seated against the establishment's policies. Shortly thereafter you are sung happy birthday in Italian by a portly employee. For additional fun, go to the bathroom all the way across the restaurant in your shorts, thereby giving everyone a second look at your audacity.
Guy 1: She didn't tell me the place would be so fancy. I was insanely underdressed.
Guy 2: So, what'd you do?
Guy 1: What any man would do. I went in there, met her dad and brother, and pulled The Italian Birthday.
Guy 2: How'd that turn out?
Guy 1: Oh they hate me, but it was funny as hell.
Guy 2: So, what'd you do?
Guy 1: What any man would do. I went in there, met her dad and brother, and pulled The Italian Birthday.
Guy 2: How'd that turn out?
Guy 1: Oh they hate me, but it was funny as hell.
by R-Dizawg July 20, 2013

by Nigakiga April 22, 2025

The expedited ingestion of a large quantity of alcohol, as prompted by the random selection of one’s numerical birth day in a game of chance. Preferably consumed from a WVU-branded glass container of five or more inches in height.
“Wow, it really landed on 26 again. Time for another birthday shot that exceeds my average daily caloric intake.”
by project141764 March 28, 2021

Being naked in the rain
by Deceptikon123321 August 29, 2019

by The Formuoli March 24, 2016
