I'm no statistician, but I'm going to go out on a limb and hypothesize that there is most definitely a positive correlation between drinking straight from the bottle and NAKED TITS!
Hey now! Go, Leigh, go! I have no idea what Leigh and I were doing over Sarah's apartment at 3am on a Tuesday night drinking vodka straight from the bottle. I used to go out and do stuff like this 4 nights a week and then be at work the next morning!
Sid and my brother, crunked out of their tiny minds, kifed a giant, two-litre bottle of Malibu (fucking Malibu!) from the house and sat on the ground passing it back and forth taking swings and cackling. See what happens when you get the Night Train in your blood?
If you look in the upper, left corner you can see Lorelei's hand trying to grab the bottle of EarlyTimes away from Joey. I wish I could've recorded her scolding him. (Lorelie: "Joey! Put that down! Stop that!" Joey: "I wasn't really drinking it! I was just pretending to drink it for the photo!")