Editorial As the 21st season takes it toll on my liver and education (and therefore, the rest of my life), I’m reminded on why we have a 21st. It marks
Editorial As the 21st season takes it toll on my liver and education (and therefore, the rest of my life), I’m reminded on why we have a 21st. It marks
Editorial We need to talk about can a hole golf. It has got to be one of the best things to ever come out of drinking culture. It somehow makes
Editorial I don’t know where to start this week. Two rather large seshes graced me with their presence over the long weekend, I hit my liver for six two times
Editorial The team of editors for this section came out of last weekend minus one TV, chair, and TV table. Yeah, things got weird. Your average Joes turned into absolute
Editorial The sesh. We’ve done it. Aunty Cindy has finally let the boys and I get fucking twisted again and I am so, so thankful for that. Seeing the boys
Editorial You know what I miss? Tap Beer. The liquid gold that is usually either Waikato Draught or Speights for me. Usually consumed in cheap handles at the Hillcrest Tavern
The sesh as we know it is on hold for now. We must be patient for the golden days to come back where you’d just get absolutely plastered with the
Alright. Let’s take a good look at some facts. There is no way that tradies are better drinkers than uni students. Picking up a hammer doesn’t automatically make you this
One thing I haven’t seen in a good while is some cunt going through a fold-out table. I think we need more of that round here, you know. Having a