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by TomMiles
Dear Drinkers,
Sorry about my absence, I’m sure you all missed me. School has gotten extremely hectic so my drinking is at a maximum when I can afford it. So I’ve decided why, as a 21 year old, at a college where there are both few and many beers (few when you need one, many when you don’t). My phone is constantly ringing with under-agers who need a fix and it’s actually kind of annoying. This dilemma got me to wonder why is the drinking age isn’t 18 anymore. We all know its cause of the highway department deigning NY moneys if it wasn’t raised but is there any other reason. Other than immaturity or lack of responsibility, I am befuddled. So if anyone has any info on this, feel free to post me. Thanks. Well, that’s it for me. Back to the drawing board… literally. Take care and have fun.
~Tom
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by TomMiles
Dear Drinkers,
This week was much interesting than all of my previous weeks. It’s been an increadubly fun and exciting week in the world of drinking. To begin with, Winston the Bunny is an awesome drinking buddy even though I’m not allowed to drink around him anymore. For some reason my friends think that I’m going to kill him by yelling “BUNNY!” whenever he comes out of hiding. Whatever. But I also realized that rugby parties are fun. They are fun when you’re a freshy, funner when you are older, and funnest when you don’t have to pay. Tip: bring the remainder of the beer in your fridge in the box to the party. As soon as you get there, scout for a cup and help yourself to the keg. Have a good time with out the $5 cover. Also, I have a math problem for you. If you have seventy-eight beers split between six people and you finish them all between 7:00 PM and 12:00 AM, what do you get? That’s right: alcoholics. Then we went to the afore mentioned rugby party. Theeeennnnn another party at a town house. Yeah, my liver pretty much hates me. Well that’s it for me this week guys. Take care and check in next Tuesday for more adventures. Peace
~Tom
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by TomMiles
Dear drinkers,
Hey so here’s the deal, I found out that I didn’t fail out… again. So what that means is that I am back at college and kickin’ some ass like I should be.
Get ready for some interesting stories of my friends and I and our new friend Winston or as I like to call him my relentless distraction. (Winston’s a bunny), should be a fun time so sit back, relax, and hold on muthertrucker. Take care. Peace.
~~tom
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by TomMiles
Dear Drinkers,
How’s it going y’all? It’s been a freakin’ crazy ass week. There were lots of parties, lots of bar trips, and lots of drunkenness. There’s one thing that I noticed a little too much.
What I’m talking about is the elusive crazy, drunk old man we have dubbed “Creepers”. I live in a part of Upstate New York called “The North Country” so we have a lot of crazies. These guys are all over the place up here. I visited a total of four bars this week and there was at least one at each bar. My favorite was the “I’m-gonna-dance-with-these-girls-that-are-40-years-younger-than-me-and-by-dance-I-mean-point-my-fingers-and-shift-my-weight-around” creeper. He was freaking these girls out like it was his job. The other forms of creepers come in the form of “I’m-gonna-pick-one-guy-I-don’t-think-I-like-and-stare-at-him/her-all-night” creeper, The “I-blatantly-do-a-lot-of-drugs-and-now-I-pretty-much-vibrate” creeper, and the “I’m-gonna-be-your-best-friend-all-night-while-I-touch-you-uncomfortably-and-laugh-and-yell-with-my-toothless-mouth” creeper.
Well, the good thing is that when you leave the bar, you usually don’t see them till you go back, right? Wrong! I saw a hybrid of an “I’m-gonna-be-your-best-friend-all-night-while-I-touch-you-uncomfortably-and-laugh-and-yell-with-my-toothless-mouth” creeper and an “I-blatantly-do-a-lot-of-drugs-and-now-I-pretty-much-vibrate” creeper at a bar on south street. I left the bar and when home. The next night, I go to my friend’s apartment to do some drinking and hanging out. All of a sudden, the hybrid creeper comes to the door and, with his toothless jaw, yells “Does *blahblahblah* live her cause this is where she said she lived!” I say no and try to get him to leave. He then proceeds with “Oh, you guys havin a party! I love parties! You mind if…” I then closed the door and pretended no one was home. Unsurprisingly, he bought it and left. Yay drugs.
So pretty much, if you are a creeper and you read this, I’m sorry but don’t be a freakin creeper. Just stop freakin people out. Stop the meth, cut down on the booze, and if you think your acting creepy, F*$&in STOP IT! That’s it for me, take care and have fun. Peace people.
~Tom
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by TomMiles
Dear Drinkers,
Thanks for checking out my article to the point that I was asked to do one more this week. Just like the general public to cause more work for me. I’m just kidding… but seriously. Haha. Yeah I’m not really that funny at all.
So back to business, this week I would like to discuss one thing that has been bothering me for a while. As you know, I am a college student and, as one, I know what Beer pong is. But what I want to know is do I really? The answer, surprisingly to many, is no. Most college students have actually never played Beer pong in their lives. They have, however, played Beirut on several occasions.
What modern college kids are calling Beer pong is in actuality called Beirut. Beirut is 6 or 10 cups in a triangle on a table while teams on one or 2 try to throw ping-pong balls into their opponent’s cups. (For more details, look on out games page. It’s still under Beer pong.) Now we get to some real Beer pong.
OK, so the game of beer pong is, in fact, very similar to Beirut but at the same time, quite different. The table is the same, preferably a ping-pong table. And the balls, cups, and beer are the same. The only real difference is that there are more 10 cups per side and instead of throwing the balls; you actually hit them with a paddle. I find it to be a lot more fun. This does bring up a new topic though.
If the college scene, being that is, was, or going to be most of America, calls Beirut Beer pong, should we just switch them. Beirut will be called Beer pong and visa versa. This will solve the problem, right? I personally don’t think so. While people who were calling it the wrong name get to still call it that name the people who know it as Beirut lose out.
Pretty much it’s your decision. If you haven’t tried playing actual Beer pong, I would seriously suggest it. It’s loads of fun (much like your mom) and you end up getting really drunk (hence, why I know your mom is loads of fun). So try your hand and tell me what you think. I’m here all week so give me some suggestions.
-Tom
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by TomMiles
Dear drinkers,
My name in Tom and I’m from Hudson Falls, NY. If you don’t know where that is, you are now an official member of the rest of the world club. It’s pretty much a little shit town outside of Glens Falls and Lake George. I’m twenty-one years old and a junior at LeMoyne College in Syracuse. I am a theatre major with music minor so pretty much I’m never getting a real job. Sorry ladies.
Now, if you’ve noticed from my title, I completely deny that I am an alcoholic. Alcoholic would imply that I actually went to the security-mandated meeting, or paid the fines, or did the community service… or wrote that essay. Well, you can dig what I’m getting at. I consider myself an alcohol enthusiast. Now this love of the drink has earned me many regrettable mornings, throbbing headaches, embarrassing moments, and stupid nicknames I can never live down.
My article is basically about my reckless adventures, Swedish rants, and the ever-popular vainly retarded ramble. I am more than willing to take requests and ideas on topics you want to know about or hear my opinion on. I will even do research and my teachers don’t even get that. My only rules: no politics and, even though I am a reverend, no religion. Strictly drinking and drinking related topics.
Well this is it for this week, take care and have fun. Remember to drink responsibly and drive erratically with your eyes close. Peace.
-Tom
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