I was browsing this thread over at HBT today, and some of the stories remind me of a party we had my junior (I think?) year at A&M. I shared it there, and thought I'd share it with whoever actually reads this!
So, we're doing our normal Saturday night keg party at the duplex I
lived in off campus. We had a kegerator, but for these parties, we
would just have the kegs in a trashcan on the front porch to keep people
out of the house as much as possible. Anyway, we had a keg of Keystone
Light, with another sitting in the kegerator as a reserve. This one
obnoxious guy kept complaining that we had the audacity to have Keystone
Light for a party, and that we should have gotten "a real beer, like
Coors Light!" As the keg gets close to being floated, we start taking
up a collection for a second keg. Mr. Obnoxious donates, chiming in
with something along the lines of "I'm gonna chip in, but you better not
bring back any more crap beer." Having bought many kegs over the
course of the semester, we have quite a collection of old plastic keg
caps in a jar in the kitchen. So, we grab the extra keg of Keystone
Light and slap on a Coors Light cap. As we bring it out, we make a big
show out of taking the cap off, making sure Mr. Coors Light sees it.
And he does, and he says stuff like "damn right! About time we got some
real beer up in here." After the keg is tapped, he's first in line to
fill his cup. After taking a big chug, he proclaims "hell yeah, now
that's what I'm talking about. Finally some damn good beer!! You
heathens don't deserve to be drinking this!"
We all about died laughing. He never did figure out why, either.
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