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