BiggusGeekus
That's Latin for "cool"
I was at Fat Tuesday in the Big Easy in 1995. For various reasons that don't need going into, I could only be there from 5pm to midnight. That was an absolutely amazing six hours of my life. I'm assuming the other 60 minutes weren't half bad either.
From that data point I can conclude the following:
1) My Con is around 8.
2) Ranger Wickett could drink me under the table.
3) Joe B. could drink me under the table if he was drinking Mad Dog and I was drinking iced tea.
4) There needs to be some rule about having a zero intelligence and still being able to be ambulatory.
5) If you drink enough to have a zero wisdom, approaching a street gang for directions to a tourist locale seems like a really good idea.
That being said: booze is bad for you, kids. It addles your brain and makes you think hairy Peruvian weight lifters look like Cameron Diaz. Beware the demon alcohol!
From that data point I can conclude the following:
1) My Con is around 8.
2) Ranger Wickett could drink me under the table.
3) Joe B. could drink me under the table if he was drinking Mad Dog and I was drinking iced tea.
4) There needs to be some rule about having a zero intelligence and still being able to be ambulatory.
5) If you drink enough to have a zero wisdom, approaching a street gang for directions to a tourist locale seems like a really good idea.
That being said: booze is bad for you, kids. It addles your brain and makes you think hairy Peruvian weight lifters look like Cameron Diaz. Beware the demon alcohol!