When I was in college, I used to get wicked hammered. My nickname was Puke. I would chug a fifth of SoCo, sneak into a frat party, polish off a few people’s empties, some brewskies, some Jell-O shots, do some body shots…off myself…pass out, wake up the next morning, boot, rally, more SoCo, head to class. Probably would have gotten expelled if I’d let it affect my grades, but I aced all my courses. They called me Ace. Was totally awesome, got straight B’s. They called me Buzz.
