it's called byob for a fucking reason

dear assholes that drank my beer at rachel's party last night:

since you all are a bunch of grad schoolers, i assumed you knew that byob stood for bring your own beer/booze. my mistake. now, i understand that grad school costs mucho dinero, and that yes, all you may have been able to afford was that 40 you were classily drinking out of a paper bag. but just because someone brings a 12 pack does not make it open season for you. those 12 beers were to be imbibbed by myself and a good friend. i bought the beer for the two of us. so i was astonished to go to the fridge and see that, after i had drinken 3 beers and was getting my 4th, and my friend only had 2, well, to see that after i got my 4th beer, there was only one left. only to see you with one of my beers in hand, and your friend grabbing my last beer to give to you.

had i been drunker, i would've punched you. but your beer stealing prevented my drunkenness from progressing.

in conclusion, next time you go to a byob party, bring your own shit, and make sure it's enough for you. i see you at another byob party and see you drinking my shit, i'll punch you, whether i am drunk enough or not.

x0x0,
mando