I did the Hour of Power on Saturday night with AMBF, Magnum DI, G/T, and Joe-Who-Does-Not-Yet-Have-A-Sweet-Ass-Nickname*. Scott C was there, but he just watched cause he's a pussy. It was my first time - I was an Hour of Power virgin. I popped my Hour of Power cherry. I deflowered my Hour of Power pureness. And with that, I have exhausted my loss-of-virginity euphemisms.
For those of you who don't know (read: aren't raging alcoholics**), the Hour of Power is when you take a shot of beer every minute for an hour. And let me just say, damn, that's a lot of beer. And it hits you fast. And it's unrelenting. The first few minutes, you're like "Huh, this ain't so bad!" Then minute twenty rolls around and you've changed your tune to "Are you f-ing serious? Another one? We just did one!" And then you remember that you still have forty more to do. And you die a little bit inside.
But I made it, and didn't even vomit afterwards! Next up: The Century Club!
* He has one, but it's lame: [Name of restaurant where he works] Joe. And on a side note, he took me for the best ride EVER on Saturday night (on his Honda motorcycle). I've been on bike rides before, many times, but this one was amazing. I want a bike. Or just to have him at my beck and call so I can go on a pee-inducing ride at my will.
**Not that I'm a raging alcoholic, because I'm not. But I think maybe the person who introduced me to this game is. You know who you are!
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Are there any roads in Nebraska that aren't straight? Have him take you to some pee-inducing rides through the Colorado mountains. The threat of falling hundreds of feet to a firey death always pumps up the adrenaline.
WOW! Way to go girl! Me, I couldn't do it, not a beer person and 40 shots of my fav's (Kettle One or Grey Goose) would kill me! LOL
Way ahead of you: my friend and I made a (hip hop) mix tape where the song changes every minute on the minute so you don't have to look at your watch. Genius, if you ask me.
If you care for a copy, let me know, or, if you don't enjoy hip hop, just wait til the end of the summer for Vol. 2: TV Themes. Ish will be bonkers.
That shit is CAKE.
Century club is a joke.
Yes, I'm a raging alcoholic.
yeah, beer I could not do.....vodka or champagne a definite yes!
Ugh... I want to barf just from reading this. LOL.
AMG was quite impressive in her power hour conquest, although quite wasted by shot #60, but come on, that's a lot of beer in one hour.
You forgot about the draft though, you musn't leave out the draft. A highly nerdy yet fun way to select the six shot glasses you will be using for the power hour.
We're really getting too old for this shit. Wait, it was my idea though...damn.
Although I've participated in many Power Hours (what we call it in PA) I've never actually finished one due to my ADD I suppose. Congrats on your achievement!
Damn, I'm known to put away more than is healthy, but I always thought of beer as something to drink & enjoy. Making a race out of it (or an endurance test or whatever power this hour is supposed to represent) seems like it would take the fun out of it. And depending on how big the shots and how bit the AMG, a recipe for alcohol poinsoning.
I'm NOT preaching, this is coming from a guy who has gotten so hammered camping that the others hid the firewood for fear of a forest fire. I know what it is to wake up and ask if anyone helped me with that fifth of whiskey, or if I just demolished all but the last inch alone (it always turns out to be me alone).
I guess I'm all for excessive drinking, I just don't see the fun of making a contest of it.
Robert, he took me on this road that s-curves like eight times. It was orgasm-inducing, I tell ya.
Geez, I NEED IT.
Charlie, I like the champagne idea. A lot.
Chixalub, see, the great thing is that it's NOT a contest. There are no winners! Just losers, like our livers and dignity!
In my defense, I was all set to go, but someone (or a group of people) didn't wait TWO minutes for me to walk from the front door to the table.
OK, fine, I probably wouldn't have done it anyways. Mostly because I'm a pussy, partly because I was going to sleaze on G/T's woman. OK, that's a lie too.
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If you're ever in SoCal, look me up. I'll take you on a road that does that for 48 miles through the mountains north of LA (Angeles Crest highway). You'll go back home and spit on that road in disgust. :)
Our thing was playing the song 'Roxanne' by Sting and one team drank when he said 'Roxanne' and the other team drank when he said 'Red Light'. Play that one a few times...
Blllleeeeahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!
I'd be able to trounce this anyday.
Anything but a pounder is a shotglass to me.
Matter of fact, I'd be willing to up the ante to every 45 seconds...
I have to try this myself.
Let me guess what the century club is - you take a beer shot every minute for 100 minutes?
I will be able to do that too. My liver is not on the 80 year plan.
That sounds waaaaaaaay more fun than teh other power challenge given me recently -- a gallon of milk in an hour. It's supposedly impossible to do because the stomach can't process some enzyme or other that fast. Sorry, but I don't like milk when it goes down and I can't imagine it will taste better coming back up.
I think I will try this with scotch.
Naw, scotch is no fun to throw up, all you do is think about how freaking expensive it is to waste.
This makes you my personal hero.
Hmmm? When I'm at the Brickhouse I usually hit 7-8 pints in my first hour depending on the company I'm with. Some of the shits behind the bar don't fill up the pint all the way so figure each pint I consume is more like 14oz.
8 x 14oz = 112oz, not sure how many ounces in each shot. But would this be a century club?
If this is, then I have been a member hundreds of times over throughout the years. As far as the hard shit, this past May 26th on my birthday my buddies filled me with 28 white russians - but it did make me pop my cookies. Half and half is rough on the tummy!
Peace.
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