RSSScenes from Breakfast Club
This past Saturday The Partner and I woke up extra early because 1) we’re insane and 2) it was a home game for Purdue football and that means Breakfast Club.
Breakfast Club is where tons of students dress up in costume and go to the bars to get stupid drunk. The bulk of them simply continue their drinking from the night before, some taking a nap in between, others merely drinking through the night. Technically, they’re supposed to make their costumes by hand, not buy them at stores, and they’re supposed to try to be as original as possible, never duplicating a costume they wore at any other Breakfast Club.
My liver cannot handle me drinking Friday night and then again Saturday morning, so I took pictures. The great thing about walking around sober with a camera around my neck is not having to look for the perfect shot. Folks willingly pose for me, some even demanding I take their picture. There were three or four gals who freaked out and said I couldn’t post their pictures because their parents might see it, but you’ll find below some of my favorites of those I can post.
This guy was out Friday night and was so incredibly drunk. He kept hitting on me, and freaking me out, but eventually he fell down and stumbled away. Is this your son? He needs to get a grip.
Yes, this is a Facebook placard:
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Wow, I haven’t seen any pictures of anything Lafayette or West Lafayette since I left nearly 3 years ago. I remember walking around, messing with the drunk breakfast clubbers.
Green shirts are for pimps? What about fake tans and backwards hats, one-size-too-large? What are those for?
I wonder if these people knew their drunkness would be posted all over the internet. Their parents must be proud.
You can always check my Flickr for scenes of the local area!
We attended the Breakfast Club last weekend, and I should be getting around to posting those photos this coming week.
Most folks ask if I’m with the Exponent and I just tell them I’m an independent but will be posting them to the Internet. Only gals are the ones who freak out and say not to take their picture for fear of their parents seeing it. Guys? They’re camera hogs.
That facebook costume is pretty clever.
P.S. You guys should look for my brother at the next one; I know he goes.