When I was a kid, things were different.  A kid could get away with getting some beer.  Parents were more trusting, or just didn’t care.  All my friends would say, “Man, your parents are COOL!”  With my older brothers and sisters, I always was around beer and people drinking beer.  I firmly believe that’s one of the reasons I have acquired such mad chugging skillz.  I vaguely remember that my dad would sneak some Gennessee cream ale into my bottle, I remember my first buzz!  I took that Big Wheel for quite a spin that day.  When I was a little older, I actually got a Big Boy cup.  It looked a lot like a mug.

I chugged my first beer at 14 months old.  I remember it like it was 40 years ago.  An ice cold Bud in the bottle!   Then, when I was about 3 1/2, I got the Mattel Beer Bong, that’s one toy that was way ahead of it’s time.  It was those early years where I refined my craft.  By the age of five, I could out-chug my Dad, and from then on, the accolades just kept pouring in.  I remained focused throughout my youth, and became a contender in the youth chugging movement of the 1980’s.     I didn’t break any records, but It propelled me into a lifelong journey that covered all aspects of chugging beer.  I do not condone underage chugging, but since I began my chugging career as an infant, I reap the rewards of extended experience, and now reign superior as the Chug Master!  And for that, I am eternally grateful!

Get Yourself a Cold Beer Baby!!

-Belly

In college, the day I graduated, I chugged a three story beer bong at a frat house. The beer hose was caked with mold, but I didn’t care. The others holding the funnel were on the third floor while I stood about 30 feet out from the building. We poured in a six-pack of Old Milwaukee- our favorite. When it comes to price, “It just doesn’t get any better than this”! By the time the foam worked its way back to the top, the beer was luke warm. There was a pressure valve at the end, (no thumb could handle it), and I had to squeeze my fingers around my lips to keep from spraying wasted beer due to the extreme pressure.

When I turned the valve, 3 seconds it how long it took to force all the beer into my stomach. The pain was excruciating. For a moment, I actually considered if I could keep the beer in my stomach, but I instantly began to become afraid of what I had done to myself. After a 3 second pause, I wretched six times, grabbed a cold beer, and chugged it in 7 seconds.

Believe it or not. Getcha a Cold Beer.

Belly