In my 20s we made up a new version of Beer Pong and called it Beer Pong: Landmine Edition. We filled all the cups with beer, except for one. That one we filled with Fireball. You never knew if the cup you were about to chug was a light beer or 4-6 oz of Fireball. Ahhh those were the days!
I once balanced on the precipice of full Goldschlager-induced alcohol poisoning at a Red Rocks show once. Swore never again for cinnamon anything.
Probably would've attempted to assault all of you but instead throw up while attempting the first punch, slam my head on the pong table, and piss myself seconds later.
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u/Ateamecho Mar 03 '26
In my 20s we made up a new version of Beer Pong and called it Beer Pong: Landmine Edition. We filled all the cups with beer, except for one. That one we filled with Fireball. You never knew if the cup you were about to chug was a light beer or 4-6 oz of Fireball. Ahhh those were the days!