So, it’s my buddy’s birthday, and we all chipped in for a killer gift. He’d been drooling over these dope sneakers worth 12k, so we hooked him up. But at the house party, this dude gets absolutely hammered and somehow loses one of the damn shoes. Next morning, he’s like, “Yo, you’re my bros, just take the other one too, I ain’t got no use for a single sneaker.”

The group chat? Dead silent.
What the hell do we do now?

🤣— Flog the lone sneaker on some shady online marketplace
👍— Pass it to someone rocking a one-legged vibe
😐— Shove it into his birthday cake and serve it with a smirk
#birthdaydisaster #lostsneaker #drunkfail #whatnow

Alright, so me and the boys crashed at a buddy’s place, his grandma had just dipped out of town.
No big deal, right? We roll in, start slamming drinks like there’s no tomorrow.
One of the crew—yeah, yours truly—got so freaking hammered I passed out cold in grandma’s room.
A couple hours later, the guys come to check on me, and holy shit… I’d pissed all over grandma’s table and glasses.
A total disaster. When I finally woke up, I was clueless as hell until they pointed out the crime scene.
Man, I’ve never felt like such a dumbass.
#drunkfail #epicmess #wtf #cringemoment