The Art of Partying

It had reached the stage of the night when all the beer had been consumed and the group had thinned out. Only the hardest core remained as the cheap whisky was released from its prison beneath the kitchen sink.
Generous measures were poured and the drunkards became the drunkenest drunkards they had ever been.
A large canvass was laid out in the middle of the room in anticipation of what was to come.
Glass after glass was consumed before the first of them suddenly hurled over the canvass, setting off a chain reaction of calls for Huey.