1st degree: Oh my gosh! I am sooo drunk!
2nd degree: Who is drunk?! I am drunk!!??!!???
3rd degree: It's when your reaction to the cab driver's question "where?" - you calmly respond: "None of your fucking business!"
As an option you can also attempt to hit the cab driver with the purse (do you understand why there is a plastic window between the seats now?)
4th degree:Is when you decide that you are fine to walk home from "da patey".
I was not ashamed of my 4th degre on Monday.
And thank god for friends.
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Keeping in mind my co-workers...again, thank god for friends.
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