There are lots of parties going on as an excuse. Sex, drugs, alcohol, binging. Recklessness.
All I know is that in 9 months, there will be lots of "unexpected" babies born.
See you all tomorrow.
Oh, wait. No you won't, because if you aren't in the room with me right now, it's because I dislike you intensely.
I'm going to go watch From Russia With Love now.