There are only so many ways of saying "same stuff/different day." We ran out of adjectives about 25 volumes prior to this one. Here it comes in a very hollow nutshell: Beer. Tits. Wet t-shirt contest. Beer and wet tits. Mardis Gras. Beer, beads and tits. Solos. Tits and pussy. Just for grins, add more beer. And tits.

That's it, and we're so conditioned by redundancy of the line, that's all we could ever hope to expect. Oh, wait a minute. We forgot to mention the usual cockeyed mosh-pit camerawork; stitched together with tattered editing. You know the drill?

Retailing: For bachelor parties, frat parties and wish-I-wuz-there parties.