Galleypissed
You get so wasted you strip down to nothing and bolt like you're trying to escape a giant, smelly, drunk monster. Usually after chugging dessert vodkas, then throwing back gin, spiced rum, and jäger like it's going out of style.
He took off his shirt and ran out of the restaurant like it was a fire drill.
She stripped and ran through the office yelling, 'I am the chaos!'
He ran down the street with no clothes on and said, 'I'm the king of the night!'