Show me a man who's sleeping face-down in the toilet next to a bathtub full of babes and I'll show you a man whose priorities are all messed up. Nap on your own time, bud!
Poor guy got ticketed for a "D.W.I.W.A.T.C.O.H.H."
"Driving While Intoxicated With A Traffic Cone On His Head. "
The stones on this guy to fall asleep right below a sign warning him about the Grim Reeper. That's bold.
That awkward moment when you pass out on the train and your pillow is the former home of at least a thousand farts. At least.
I would say that this guy is "bushed," but come on. Just "leaf" the guy alone.
We're having fun here, gang.
It's hard to tell if this guy passed out after a wild Halloween party OR if his body was so miserable it manifested itself into Eeyore. Tough call.
Oh, I get it now. He hates Mondays so much because parties so hard on Sundays.
"Spider bro. Spider bro. Drinks whatever a Spider... D'oh...he blacked out again."
"Hmm... should I keep on drinking or go home to sleep? I'm on the fence."
She puts the zzz's in Pizza. Bonus points for using the box as a pillow!
"Riding that train. High on... Tryptophan." - If the Grateful Dead wrote their hit song "Casey Jones" about turkey instead of illicit drugs.
At least he's not behind the wheel. For that, we salute him. What's that? That's not his truck? Well, shoot.