March 05, 2005

32 ft/sec/sec Never Has Had Greater Meaning

Ladies and Gents, I present to you the Mother of All Beer Bongs.

No commentary on this one because, once again, I'm just stunned at what people will do to fill the hours.

YIPS from Steve: Frankly, I'm blown away by this.

These men need their own chapter in a Jared Diamond book.......this is the perfect example of distributed genius in the population. What these boys have done is as bold as the first wanna-be clerk who thought to himself, "hey, I can shove sticks on this clay and create a whole market niche for Crazy Hammurabi's Mud Brick Shack Office Depot." These boys are right up there with the idiot savants at BU who, standing on the roof of their building in Kenmore Square one night, thought to themselves, "hey, I bet if we can get a couple of yards of surgical tubing and a funnel we can launch water ballons into Fenway Park!"

This has restored my confidence in this generation of college students, who to this point have only impressed me as a group of grade grubbing whiners....

Posted by Kathy at March 5, 2005 01:12 PM

Forgive me but crap like this just pisses me off. Think how much beer they are wasting, when I was in college I had to scrape to afford my beer habit and these cheese squeezers spend 120 bones on drinking equipment? Disgusting.

And what is with those ties? I'd like to kick these boys asses.

Posted by: Pile On® at March 5, 2005 07:27 PM

It's not so much the dorky ties, as the ties plus the green mohawk. Says it all, really; if you're that committed to a stoopid, stoopid fashion statement, you've probably got what it takes to produce a multi-story beer bong.

Not that we had beer bongs when I was in school. We had to drink our beer from cans, then barf it back up again. Uphill, both ways. And if you upchucked while playing quarters, the penalty was a thorough caning! These kids today... (Grump, grump, phlegmy cough)

Posted by: utron at March 5, 2005 08:30 PM

I don't know Pile. You have to hand it to these boys. It takes a major amount of suckitude to inhale through 10 stories of brew.

Maybe not intelligence, but major suckitude...

Give them their due.

Posted by: Cassandra at March 5, 2005 09:07 PM
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