200 oz to freedom
You ever go out for a casual meal and end up in a Mexican restaurant in Bainbridge, GA? Because it seems to happen to me like, all the time. At least we managed to buy a gas station out of its supply of 40s of Bud Light. And thus, tonight we shall get belligerently drunk, yell at each other, throw rocks at groups of freshmen, and drop pieces of chicken into our glasses of wine and act like nothing happened. Good times will be had by all.