Nagstock
A super crazy party that lasts way too long, with loud music, too much beer, and a punch that tastes like regret. It’s named after The Nag, who is basically a god of laziness and drinking.
I went to Nagstock and my brain was fried by the time I left. My neighbor thought I was dead.
I ate a Magic Muffin at Nagstock and I started speaking in tongues. It was awesome.
The punch at Nagstock was so strong, it knocked out three people and a traffic cone.