gargolye

Years from now when I am old and gray, reliving my salad days surrounded by grandchildren, I'm sure I will talk about what it was like to go to college around the turn of the century.

"Mostly we partied," is probably how I will describe the experience. Sure I went to class, and I played a lot of halo, but the real skills I got were drinking skills. A college education takes place in damp basements with oversized speakers and bros that are caricatures of themselves. I've gotten pretty good at flip cup and beer pong over the years, and I once did a keg stand for a country minute. But I had never heard of gargoyleing(sp?).

Apparently if you want to do a keg stand REAL BAD and all the assholes around you wont hold up your legs, you can gargoyle it. Just stand on the keg, squat down, pump the tap yourself and just go nuts. It is possibly the most depressing thing you can do at a party, unless you also time yourself with your Casio stopwatch, trying "beat a personal record."

And that, children, is what I learned in medical school.