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I'm so fuckin bored.


This date two years ago was so fun. In Albany (my Alma Mater) March 14 means "Kegs and Eggs". Kegs and Eggs is basically a college/St Patrick's day holiday where students would wake up in the morning or stay up all night til morning and get so sloppy ass drunk that they will be hungover all day the next day. Every bar in the college ghetto or Albany for that matter would throw parties that morning and its basically happy hour on acid. It started at 8AM in the morning til 12PM im guessing cuz by the time i leave im drunk as fuck.
In this venue almost everything goes [no fighting] and you get unlimited beers. It was so fun, my first time was crazy I tried staying up but i didnt. I went to sleep early in the morning and i woke up a few hours later just to drink. I was living in such a shit of a house that it almost promoted us to drink; cuz if we were sober and living in that crib it would automatically depress us. I never thought i'd ever see the inside of a crack house much less live INSIDE one for about five months.
But yeah, going back to the story, I woke up played beer pong and gott OD tossed.
I stumbled my way to the bar where i was meeting a couple of friends. It was probably my first successful attempt at trying to get in a bar with a chalked ID; I was 19 at the time. Anyway as soon as i arrived i recognized total mayhem. Kegs and Eggs is probably the only venue where you actually felt that everyone in the immidiate area is totallly assed out drunk. That type of vibe was intoxicating and it only made me drink more. I somehow got my hands on a pitcher and that sumbitch was filled the whole time.
One act that is practiced at this venue is the act that is the beerfight. People had so much beer that they would throw it on each other like we were in Dorney Park or some shit. This only added to the fun, shit was crazy. One year it got so cold that it snowed while everyone was in their respective bars. By the time Kegs and Eggs was over there was all types of snow on the ground. I remember staying the whole time my second year cuz i was dreading going out tin the snow. Shit was nuts but i actually did it. I even ran into a couple of folks I knew and we ran over to my crib for some shelter. [Fuck, good times indeed]. The pre keg and eggs parties were fun as fuck also. My second year was probably the most fun ive ever had in my life. Kegs and Eggs compounded the fun that whole day we went nuts. I lived with OD white people so we did it up. We brought kegs n shit just for the crib and friends. we played all types of drinking games [ pardon...im gettin mad nostalgic] and got mad reckless.
Lemme stop lol. Just know that if you hear someone talking about kegs and eggs, go to that shit, you won't regret it.