The drunken state of not knowing where you are, how you got there, or where the hell you're going. The ability to walk a straight line is still present, however speech is severely impaired and belligerence ensues. Present foremost is the need to 'dance' after 'going to the bathroom' see: shot race...Shristied is the number three cause of elevator, shower, and stairwell hookups after 'KLed' and roofied punch from BU's finest Pi Kappa Alpha boys. Often resulting in questionable what-the-hell-happened mornings, and trashcans next to beds. Roomates may flee the room the night because of the pervasive smell of vomit and grain alcohol for a respite of sleep.
"Bro, I got 'KLed' last night"
"Oh, nice bro. Yeah I got Shristied at PIKE the other night- I woke up fucking a Coke machine at the motel6. She was cummin' Fresca, like crazy, man!"
"Bro you gotta hook me up next weekend. I won't settle for KL--I'm mean she's cute, but no Shristy...bro.............right bro?"
"Listen, you Malibu middle class Barbie piece of shit, I'm tryin' to work here. Work? You ever work? Yeah, I'll bet you have. Scoopin' ice cream to your shitheel friends on summer break."
A lazy person. Someone who wouldn't expend the energy to wipe the shit they stepped in off their shoes. Someone who would shit in bed and kick it out with their feet.
Bill never has any money. He doesn't work, and sits around all daywatching TV and eating potato chips, he's a real shitheel.