QUOTE(Pamm-ee @ Oct 1 2003, 12:46 PM)Two bands and I can't even think about how much beer. I remember running out though, and Jabber and I hoped in my truck, half drunk to hit the store for more. What a crazy night!
Great story. This wasn't the best party I was ever at but one of the funniest was back in High School, Jersey born and bred (still breeding
) drinking age was 18. Our after the football game party of 350 of our closest friends and nouveau friends show up and proceed to kill 4 kegs of beer in less then 2 hours. Since I was the crown prince of Friday nite party central, it was my responsibility to get more beer. After trying to find someone sober enough with a vehicle, off into the night we go. We arrive at the party store with our fake Id's (hey we were 17 with manly facial hair
) and I tell the clerk " 4 kegs please" he looks out at our car, which was an Alfa Romeo Spider (read this 2 friggin' seater) and gives us the John Belushi raised eyebrows <_< , I turn and look at the car and say, "Ok ok, just three, (one in the trunk, one on the 12inch space b/w our seats the car and oblivion and one on my lap
, we had to crawl home @ 15 mph in order not to lose the keg behind our heads, the local cops saw us with about 500 yds to go to the house party and flashed us with their searchbeam and just started laughing as they passed us with the trunk open, the keg on the back deck and one on my lap... We must of looked like the titanic just before she went down for the count