Did you ever wonder how the bed sheet toga was invented?
Probably, it was in Vegas. Whiskey was involved.
Whiskey is always involved, somehow.
Then you wake up naked. Alone in a bed, but not alone. And not in a place where being discovered (bad naked) is any more appealing than being awake (Whiskey). Problem, meet solution.
NO, THIS IS NOT A GODDAMNED FACEBOOK MOMENT
As an aside, those moments when you might be inclined to wear a girl’s panties on your head (whiskey) won’t work out exactly that way if she’s not wearing any. Especially if you don’t find out that little fact until two weeks later. Not that it mattered in those waning moments of consciousness of the night, because: whiskey.