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OK, so I actually went back and reread the story, and the second time around it REALLY sounds like a sack of made up feces. He brought 3 corny kegs to a party that only 4 people were at, and they drank all of it before anyone else showed up?! Isn't that like several dozen beers per person in a short amount of time?

I agree. 3 cornies are 15 gallons...right? That puts the ingestion at more than 3 1/2 gallons (28 pints) per person.
Forget about the alcohol. At those levels, water poisoning would be a major issue.
 
Heres a true college story my good buddy Whom we called Murphalotpus Got into a beer bonging comp with this other guy whom his group called The Desk they said he was unstoppable what these kids didnt know was my buddy was the best D++n thing we had ever saw. Well the competition started with nobody thinking it would go so far but heres how it went. One beer in the beer bong then two beer in the bong then three beer in the bong and so on....until they got to six so at this point that is 1+2+3+4+5+6 =21 then they both agreed 6.5 for double overtime thats 27.5 beers with varying breaks between heats so prolly a hour or two total time. Well half way thru That other guy projectile vomited over the cab of a truck it was amazing But, The Great murphalotpus finished and held it down some how. It was epic.
 
Sure Hoodweisen, sure...:rolleyes:

Has anybody noticed how the BS level seems to be inversely proportional to the number of punctuation marks used in a post? We should make a "study" about it...:D
 
Inodoro_Pereyra said:
Sure Hoodweisen, sure...:rolleyes:

Has anybody noticed how the BS level seems to be inversely proportional to the number of punctuation marks used in a post? We should make a "study" about it...:D

It's also directly proportional to age, studies have been done
 
Ok sorry I haven't posted the pics. The computer crashed n I can only get to hbt via my android. Is there any way to ad pics from my phone?
 
Ok sorry I haven't posted the pics. The computer crashed n I can only get to hbt via my android. Is there any way to ad pics from my phone?

rrrrrriiiiiiight. lol

Don't worry about the pics. I can tell you right now, not only you won't be able to add the pics from your phone, but when you finally get your computer working again, you will find out your pics got all corrupted by some mysterious virus... :rolleyes:

That's what I call bad luck...:D:D
 
alright. so as per this title here is a promising story. alright so it was our irish theme party the other night at my friends frat house. this house is a decent 2 story house with 4 bedrooms that was built in the 70's. this place had a balcony that looked out over the roofs of manny apartment complexes just below the fence line. it also overlooked his backyard, witch we called "mount doom" or "little mexico" it wwas full of broken bottles, tires, burnt stuff, old couches, and just about everything else except for a dead hooker. so i bring three corny kegs to the party of about 4 peeps. it was all gone before anyone else showed up. needless to say, we wanted to drink more. out came the hard stuff. we did hot shots, and my friend sam went ape sh!t.

he started throwing every piece of furniture off the balcony. needles to say so did i and everone else. after that we went out and stole a news paper stand, brought it back home, and threw it down the stairs. after that, the raging drunken ******* set all the furniture on fire in the back yard] so we could pee on it from the balcony. somehow no cops were called. after this we decided it was a good idea to have a contest of who could throw the most beer bottles on the roofs of the apartments below. many succeded. still no police, i have no idea how or why.

the next morning i wake up on the livingroom floor to the sound of someones girlfriend screaming "wtf happened?" as i open my eyes i begin to wonder where all he furniture is, or why is there so much broken glass on the stiars. trying to piece together the night before was like trying ti figure out what happened to a building after a bomb hit it. i still have no idea why no one called the cops. not really proud of it, but it makes a dam good story. :drunk::tank::drunk::tank::drunk::rockin::confused::tank::ban:

idiots...
 
Haha doesent anyone have any faith in the drunken retarded kids of america anymore? Well I somewhat tried to prove my story, but oh well. Guess I don't need to prove it to myself. Nonetheless ill still try to get pics up.

You guys did get me on emptying three cornys with four guys. It started out with four of us, plus we started in the afternoon. So it had been about four hours before anyone else showed up. The cornys were dry the next morning and idk when they went dry. Ill admit that. I'd also had a few beers when I orogonaly posted.

Now quit makin fun of the guy who clearley drinks too much and go have a beer.
 
Haha. Didn't know u were serious about that. Well I've only been brewing for a little over a year. I only ever bottled one batch before I scored a keg system. Last year I only brewed about 40 gallons, whereas in the past three months I'm already about half way there. I'm going to post some recipies on my profile soon, I'm still pretty new to hbt.

Right now I'm brewing ag on stovetop in my studio apartment. I've upgraded all my fermentation vessels from buckets to glass carboys and I have enough room to have three batches fermenting with two in the secondary. Also I have a kegorator that I modified to squeeze two cornys in. I usualy secondary in the third corny. I'm moving to a bigger place next month and will be upgrading everything with all the new space I will have. :D

As for the beers themselves, my first batch was from a mr.beer kit, the second batch was an all grain batch after buying all the stuff I needed impulsivley from the lhbs. Idk if I could call my brews amazing, but they are always the first gone at any party I bring them to. So I give myself some credit for that I supose. Knock on wood but I've never lost a batch or ever had one go wrong enough to make vinegar out of. Well there's the brew history in a nutshell. Still replying from my android......rip computer, needs a new hard drive aparantly.
 
So you actually sound like you are taking your brewing seriously. Hopefully that leads to a more respectful view of alcohol. Don't be a negative ambassador for our hobby.
 
So anyway, last weekend I went camping all by myself and then Bigfoot showed up with 7 Corny kegs. He was actually a nice apeman. Anyway we were drinking like goldfish and telling weird stories when all of a sudden Chupacabra came walking up to my camp site with Jimmy Hoffa smoking a cigar. We ended up polishing off the cornies in 30 minutes and luckily, the second gunman on the grassy knoll showed up on his motorcycle and had a bottle of nice scotch. I guess we were making too much noise because Santa Claus was at the next campsite over and told us to be quiet. We decided to go jump in the lake. That was when we ran into the Loch Ness monster. We had to leave because apparently Nessie and Bigfoot used to date in the 70s and had a bad breakup. Anyway it was a WILD night and I took plenty of cell phone pictures... unfortunately at some point during the night Bigfoot needed to borrow my cell phone to call the Easter Bunny but he never gave it back and I was too drunk to remember it. Son of a b*tch stole my lighter too.
 
So anyway, last weekend I went camping all by myself and then Bigfoot showed up with 7 Corny kegs. He was actually a nice apeman. Anyway we were drinking like goldfish and telling weird stories when all of a sudden Chupacabra came walking up to my camp site with Jimmy Hoffa smoking a cigar. We ended up polishing off the cornies in 30 minutes and luckily, the second gunman on the grassy knoll showed up on his motorcycle and had a bottle of nice scotch. I guess we were making too much noise because Santa Claus was at the next campsite over and told us to be quiet. We decided to go jump in the lake. That was when we ran into the Loch Ness monster. We had to leave because apparently Nessie and Bigfoot used to date in the 70s and had a bad breakup. Anyway it was a WILD night and I took plenty of cell phone pictures... unfortunately at some point during the night Bigfoot needed to borrow my cell phone to call the Easter Bunny but he never gave it back and I was too drunk to remember it. Son of a b*tch stole my lighter too.

Is it any wonder why there are no conclusive pictures of Bigfoot? He acts all buddy buddy with you, borrows your camera to take a self portrait and then runs off into the woods with it. He's not elusive he's just a Klepto....
 

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