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This is the kind of crap I read at work all night:
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I can recall (barely) doing that with Colt 45's during my days at UNB. It's surprising how quickly you can make that poison disappear when the urge to go to the bathroom suddenly hits you.

Someone recently told me about experiencing this at his stag party. He knew his friends were going to bring bad beer so he brought two Propeller growlers. They taped their own bad beer to his hands despite him pleading with them to use the Propellers. He was stuck drinking the bad beer and they all drank it too. No one touched the Propeller.

Wow, talk about torture!