Beezus couldn’t understand the appeal to the male species the idea of egging on each other. It was an idiotic form of entertainment, really. Take for example, last night when they had their after-graduation party and their male friends had set up their own butterbeer pong station but with a twist. The butterbeers were spiked with Ayahuasca essence that not only induced squeaky voice changes (yes, those were fun) but also vivid hallucinations.

One tried to jump off the balcony because he thought he was chasing a unicorn. Another hugged a cactus because he thought it was his favorite pillow.