FIRE!!! Nothing says stupid and drunk like vast, barely controlled fires. As a male, you have an inherent ability to douse any flame, so don’t worry about it. Plus, if you did it right, you can just burn your empties (throw them in top up or they explode, so watch out).
Start one of these fires in the middle of a softball field across the road from scout camp. Unless you’re still clinging to it as a trophy for an imagined sleepover with Robin, take a metal cot and toss it on top of the fire for a rack to cook ribs on. Woo Hoo!
[...] Potter 2). The next night, sleep on a metal cot frame next to Robin, while your pals sleep outside. Pretend you are a rack of ribs. This counts as sleeping with her, because it’s the only way to make it true, and your [...]