Beer pong night for the best.
This night was one for the records. Initially we were going to do the whole half gallon of Vodka in a watermelon, but considering we could not find anyone to go to the liquor store that plan was out the window. So, it was time for the next idea, one that takes place almost every night…beer pong. We decided to play at my apartment, which barely had room for a table, but it still turned out to be very enjoyable. We were going to go to a vacant apartment next to a buddy of ours and steal the table that was in there, but I guess the police had been called because we were partying in there the night before and locked the door. This was a problem, we now had a bunch of beer, cups, ping pong balls and no table. The night really was not looking promising.
We went to extreme measures and took the door off the hinges that was in my bedroom and placed it on an existing table in my living room, we had done it. Now comes the time to get very lubricated. Billy and I obviously had first game because we were the reigning champions the night before. While I am on the topic of last night I might add that there is documentation of me talking to a mirror thinking I was talking to Billy. I don’t recall ever doing this before, but I am happy to have gone through the experience. Back to the story, within an hour and a half of playing beer pong we had already finished 2 thirty packs and Billy and I had already won 8 games in a row.
I honestly couldn’t tell you how we got so great at this game but I think it comes with all the practice we get. We were amazed to have won this many and we were now out of beer. So we went on a beer run and got 2 more thirty packs and went back to work destroying every challenger.
At some point in the night I called in some rookie freshman off the street because they were convinced they could beat us. It just did not happen, they, just like everyone else who played us, were destroyed. This must have greatly irritated them, well that or the fact that I decided they disgusted me so I kicked them out. But, they came back at some point and tried to pull a knife on us…always a good way to get a little rowdy.
Because we had females with us we were not able to fight however. We just went back to beer pong. Around this time I blacked out. Needless to say, I woke up naked this morning, drawn on and not remembering how or when everyone left. After a few phone calls I learned that Billy and I went on to win 16 games in a row and on our 17th and last game we were overtaken by two dirty scoundrels who should not have won but some how miraculously pulled through. We had still won 16 games and are still considered the champions of beer pong. Maybe next time we will be faced with some challenging opponents.
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