A collection of text messages sent, presumably, late at night by the drunk, high, or otherwise inebriated.
There were some doozies that made me laugh, but after awhile it was too much of the same thing (I think about 98% of these end in puke or other bodily fluids being spilled). There's really only so much you can say on the subject of being smashed out of your mind and waking up in a strange place next to the most physically revolting excuse for a human being ever. Or maybe it's just funnier if you spend more time inebriated, or high, or waking up in strange places with no memory of the events that transpired to get you there. I had enough around the chapter entitled, "Tequila" (which is about 40 pages short of the bitter end). Would have been more interesting, perhaps, if they'd also included texts that were just plain weird.