You are finally at home. Those parties at Stifler's always drive your stomach mad. Drinks of all kind, kindly mixed by Slacks, the favourite barkeeper. With those drinks, it's always the same bad thing: At least 60% alcohol, rest either alcohol or some alcoholic beverage. Only food served: chips. chili chips. Lighting farts is one of your favourite hobbys at these events. But sometimes, some 'hardware' finally presses down your guts to reach fresh air. Then, always around four in the morning, it's time to go home. Luckily, your one room apartement isn't far away from stifler's, so you get here after about five minutes of fresh walking. As it is the fact with walking, it does a good job in driving the bowels down further...