^^ No you don't cuz you didn't crash the wedding of the step-grand daughter of the guy who owned the resort I was staying at and pimp out the caribean bitches and get totally hammered off free bree at the reception party. And you didn't go looking for leftover alcohol from the party at 2:00am when everyone was sleeping and found a giant cooler full of 300+ ice cold beers and woke up 24 homies and drank all night until the security guards came and were like "those beers aren't yours, blah blah" and when they tried to charge you for them or something the cool dog who'd been following you around because you gave him a piece of wedding cake and played with him growled at the security guards and barked at them while standing by your leg protecting you and letting you get away cuz the security was scared of the dope pitbull. Word and whatnot...

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