This was certainly in interesting weekend. I went to a party hosted by scritchwuff but unfortunately don't remember much of it. I was introduced to a drinking game called Edward Fortyhands where you have an ice-cold "40" of malt liquor duct taped to each of your hands. You cannot remove the bottles until they are both empty. Since I had already had a 40 when we started the game, I would have ended up drinking 120 oz of ghetto beer (Schlitz Malt Liquor and OE800 *yo!*). Well, needless to say that I only made it about half way until I found a nice comfy chair in which to pass out. This was much better than my competitor who wound up calling Ralph on the porcelain phone. Yeah, I know. I'm not in college any more.