No way! We could get in trouble.

You're not gonna risk getting caught with fake IDs at the futa strip club. Your parents would have a major cow!

Like a good little boy, you play it safe and stay home that night in your jimmy jams.

Sometime after midnight, you get a drunken call from Karen.

"Yo! Where you at you little bitch? Get your ass over here, this shit's off da hook!"

"He's not coming, he's too much of a pussy," you hear Monica's voice in the background. "Woo, get it, Heather!"

Over the noise and the music, you can hear the sound of Heather's squeals of delight as your other friends cheer her on.