Man, what is it with birthdays? You dare admit it's the Big Day and suddenly everyone and his mother DEMANDS you do a shot. And not just any shot, but big fat doubles, triples, and quads—or like Holly here, they just plain hand you the bottle. Why? Do they really want you to ride home kissing the floor mat in the back of your own car? Do they HOPE you'll pass out with only one pant leg off—but all the lights, your jacket, and your shoes still on? Do they even KNOW what it feels like to wake up with Taco Bell fire sauce in your hair and 27 sent text messages on your cell phone? Do they?

Happy Birthday Holly! This is a swingin' 60-year-old who knows when to pretend to go to the bathroom, so she can pour that 4.5-ounce Jäger bizz-omb right down the sink...