A place for the discussion of all things not closely related to the sport and its competitive side. (Locked down several times a year during the major championships)
First, in all modesty, may I announce my expertise in this highly specialised field...
Taste, intensity of hangover, subsequent bad behaviour and choice of partner whilst under the influence are all valid criteria. I nominate:
Jagermeister - looks like shit, tastes like shit, and makes one feel much worse than shit.....
Liebfraumilch - if the Germans know anything about wine, they're keeping it to themselves.
Curacoa Blue Bols - Blue??????
Gin - I tried for the first and last time when I was 16.
The Basque national spirit - it's green. Can't remember it's name (probably unpronouncable anyway), or what I did that night. But the hangover was special.....
JAGERSHIT! i know someone who works for the company and drives all around the country in the jager-moblle promoting this slop. it taste like horrible cough syrup gone bad.
Vern wrote:Gin - I tried for the first and last time when I was 16.
That has nothing to do w/ gin itself and everything to do, one suspects, with what you did with it! I haven't had a screwdriver since May of 1965. I still shudder.
Jagermeister definatelty, disgusting. I don't count mainstream US beer as an alcoholic beverage. Came home from Berlin a few weeks ago with a bottle of Absinthe - haven't tried it yet but I'll let you know...
MJD wrote:Basically every mainstream USAnian beer.
I agree. I was at a function a few weeks ago and all they had was Butweiser. I took one sip and threw it out and got some water.
When my father first lived in the US, he used to complain bitterly about still being able to walk 5 miles home after drinking 15 Buds.
But then he met a nice man called Sam Adams.
Had the same experience 10 years ago when I went to an English friends wedding in Lawrence, KS. I've known Andy since I was 10, he's a 20 stone (320lb) former second row forward. His American friends were in awe of the fact that when he first showed up here he could drink 20 buds with no apparent effect.
marknhj wrote:Jagermeister definatelty, disgusting. I don't count mainstream US beer as an alcoholic beverage. Came home from Berlin a few weeks ago with a bottle of Absinthe - haven't tried it yet but I'll let you know...
marknhj wrote:Jagermeister definatelty, disgusting. I don't count mainstream US beer as an alcoholic beverage. Came home from Berlin a few weeks ago with a bottle of Absinthe - haven't tried it yet but I'll let you know...
mark , have you seen " the little green fairy?"
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Actually yes, although not on booze...I hear that Absinthe can generate multiple little green fairies...we'll see!
marknhj wrote:he could drink 20 buds with no apparent effect.
I'm sorry, but the BS alarm just short-circuited on that one. TWO GALLONS of beer??!! Unless he had a catheter planted directly into his bladder - attached to a sump pump - I ain't buying it. Also: one would have to assume that all his brain cells were ALREADY dead from previous imbibings, which leads one to believe he wa not capable of the cognitive process that is required to lift the can to one's mouth.
marknhj wrote:he could drink 20 buds with no apparent effect.
I'm sorry, but the BS alarm just short-circuited on that one. TWO GALLONS of beer??!! Unless he had a catheter planted directly into his bladder - attached to a sump pump - I ain't buying it. Also: one would have to assume that all his brain cells were ALREADY dead from previous imbibings, which leads one to believe he wa not capable of the cognitive process that is required to lift the can to one's mouth.
Oh yee teetotaler of little faith; my record for one session is 29 Heinekens.
SQUACKEE wrote:how is that even physiologically possible? I could not drink 64 oz- a gallon - of WATER, much less 348 oz. almost THREE GALLONS!! of nasty beer!
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Oh, it must be a distance runners' thing . . . so how did gh do it?!
gh wrote:Oh yee teetotaler of little faith; my record for one session is 29 Heinekens.
how is that even physiologically possible? I could not drink 64 oz- a gallon - of WATER, much less 348 oz. almost THREE GALLONS!! of nasty beer!
We've pondered that question over many a pint; one can drink tons more beer than one can any other fluid. Maybe because it makes more room for itself so qiuckly.
I don't know what it was but it was a lychee liquer that was Chinese, homemade and had the opposite effect of a diuretic. I was in physical pain for twelve hours because my bladder felt like somebody put a clamp on it was bashing it with a hammer. No hangover, though.
Personal beer record, 12 pints in 4.5 hours. 5'9" 145 lb at the time.
I grew up in what could charitably be called a rough & tumble mining town; such things were a matter of manhood. Guy I went to high school with, when he was about 22, was one of the few to complete the rare 100-glass days. I'd guess they were 8-ouncers. Took him about 12 hours. At the end, he was pretty much just standing at the urinal and drinking them there because it was just a continuous flow; in one end and out the other.
ps--a don't-try-this-at-home-kids caveat: he was dead of a heart attack before he reached 45.
cullman wrote:Personal beer record, 12 pints in 4.5 hours. 5'9" 145 lb at the time. cman
Piker. Depending on the time frame involved, gh's record is impressive. Mine must be over 20 in one sitting. I won't discuss my rye record on a public forum-let's just say it merciers out to much "worse" than 20 beers. Many, many, many moons ago. tafnut has clearly led a sheltered existence.
gh wrote:one of the few to complete the rare 100-glass days. . . . he was dead of a heart attack before he reached 45.
How can Creationists deny Darwin's findings? The stupid don't survive!
P.S. MJD - if, by sheltered life, you mean being chased out of Libyan airspace by a MIG fighter counts as being sheltered, or if you mean flying at 100 feet over the ocean, north of Iceland, in the dead of winter, in a 20 hour night, in 80 knot winds, tracking a Soviet submarine on missile patrol, 500 miles from the nearest landing strip, then yes, I have been sheltered, but if you mean, I've missed something by not being knee-walking sh*t-faced, then perhaps we have a semantic differential at play here!
tafnut wrote:P.S. MJD - if, by sheltered life, you mean being chased out of Libyan airspace by a MIG fighter counts as being sheltered, or if you mean flying at 100 feet over the ocean, north of Iceland, in the dead of winter, in a 20 hour night, in 80 knot winds, tracking a Soviet submarine on missile patrol, 500 miles from the nearest landing strip, then yes, I have been sheltered, but if you mean, I've missed something...
gh wrote:one of the few to complete the rare 100-glass days. . . . he was dead of a heart attack before he reached 45.
How can Creationists deny Darwin's findings? The stupid don't survive!
P.S. MJD - if, by sheltered life, you mean being chased out of Libyan airspace by a MIG fighter counts as being sheltered, or if you mean flying at 100 feet over the ocean, north of Iceland, in the dead of winter, in a 20 hour night, in 80 knot winds, tracking a Soviet submarine on missile patrol, 500 miles from the nearest landing strip, then yes, I have been sheltered, but if you mean, I've missed something by not being knee-walking sh*t-faced, then perhaps we have a semantic differential at play here!
Vern wrote:Gin - I tried for the first and last time when I was 16.
That has nothing to do w/ gin itself and everything to do, one suspects, with what you did with it! I haven't had a screwdriver since May of 1965. I still shudder.
A very very young wineturtle and Tom Collins met one fine summer day... blah blah... fast forward to trying to figure out ,thru the haze,what all those red flecks all over the bed,pillow and my chest were .As Mommy wineturtle is screaming "He's Dead-He's Dead!! My baby is dead!!!
Never had a drink of gin since not to mention never being able to force one of those maraschino cherries down!
When I worked as a Rep for Rums of Puerto Rico I created a drink dubbed the Manhattan Phonebook-rum and Yoo-Hoo and it's thinner sister drink the Staten Island Phonebook-yep you guessed ....it made with Diet Yoo-Hoo!
Actually a lot better than it sounds...I swear!!!
Am I the only person here who has never imbibed an an alcoholic drink? ( not that I really bought into the " firewater bad for redman" cliche, I had just seen too many undesireable consequences of drinking and didn't feel obligated to prove or refute it.)
Consequently, I was always the designated driver. I confess, I did take an obligatory swig of beer when I was about 16, spewed it all over the sophisticated 17 year old opposite me in the booth, told 'em to pour it back in the horse..
Personally, the worst I've ever tasted is Coors light. That was just bad, not foul in any way, just BAD. Heineken is in the same vein, just its a bit classier. Its just too bland for my liking. In short, its a womens beer, or barring that, metrosexual beer. GH, 29 of those is not good
American beer is much like making love in a canoe, its bloody close to water!
That said, I hear good things about Samuel Adams.
I'm pretty sure I'd be able to put down 20 Buds soon, but I won't try for a while. I have a friend who did 24 3% 330ml beers in 4 hours, witnessed, he wasn't even smashed.
