When I was in college, I used to get a-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 brewski's, some jello shots, some body shots--off myself, pass out, wake up the next morning, food, rally, more SoCo, head to class... Probably would have gotten expelled, if I let it affect my grades, except I aced all of my classes. They used to call me, "Ace," it was totally awesome. I got straight B's, they used to call me, "Buzz."