Freshman year I had the pleasure of living on the 3rd floor of Montauk Hall along with some of the coolest and craziest fucking people I have ever met. I was randomly roommates with Harry, and even though we had our differences back then we grew closer over our college tenure and I now consider him one of my closer friends at Albany. There also was Blanka, a Brazilian immigrant with an incredibly obscene sense of humor and maybe the best dude I have ever met. There's also a lot more memorable people who I'll probably mention sometime in this blog. The only person I knew before move in day was Burgundy. We went to the same high school and had a lot of friends in common. It was pure coincidence that we ended up living on the same floor. Well that spring semester we decided it would be a good time for some of those mutual friends to come and visit.
The visiting crew included Fat, and Scope, who would later transfer up to Albany, as well as Pro, Linus, and Gomez. This was the first time Burgundy and I had visitors and we knew we had to show them an epic time. Well they helped get things started by bringing up 2 handles of vodka to pregame with. There was about eight of us and we killed that 1st handle. Now this may not seem impressive but Burgundy and Scope can't drink for shit so they only took like 2 shots each, the other six of us finished the rest of the bottle in I'd say less than 2 hours.
We were all pretty fucked up before getting on the bus (at least I know I was Shithammered), but we knew exactly where to go. Our destination was the ZBT house, we knew about a party there because two of our friends who lived on our floor; Turtle and Gambit got into the frat that previous semester.
So we get to the frat house relatively early because from what I remember it wasn't packed yet, and the keg was just chillin outside with nobody using it. Now in steps our crew, and now the beer begins flowing nonstop. We were all doing keg stands and just continuously chugging beer. That's when the party started. Tons of people started showing up, the guy to girl ratio was actually really good for a change and everyone was just getting retarded. Even in this drunken state I will never forget when "Sweetest Girl" by Wyclef Jean came on, at this point the place was bumping. Seriously every single person at the party was drunkenly singing away to this song it was amazing. The girls were getting into it; dancing on tables, making out with each other and doing other crazy shit. My friends and I were pounding down our drinks fast and enthusiastically while reciting this theme of the night. However these moments of pure college euphoria were my final clear memories of the night.
At this point our entire crew was insanely drunk, especially Burgundy and I. Burgundy was struggling to stay on his feet, he was being held up by Harry and Gomez. I was told he; fell a couple of times, failed with this one girl reallllly hard, and probably had no idea where the fuck he was. May have been the drunkest I have ever seen him while we've been at Albany. Pro and Fat got some solid pics of him passed out on the bus trying to eat bread or something too.
Not to be out done I on the other hand…well I was McMandy and that was not a good thing for me. 1st I hit on this one blonde repeatedly because I kept thinking she was a different person each time and she wanted to stab me seriously she wanted my head on a fucking pike. There was a girl playing flip cup and I just started grinding behind her because...actually I have no idea why. Upon seeing this I've been told the entire party was laughing at me and I staying true to the McMandy persona became one of the resident creepers at the party. I ended up throwing my guts up in the upstairs bathroom while Turtle helped me. The ironic part about this was that Turtle set the bar in being fucked up for our floor. Numerous times while he was pledging and after have I've seen this guy wrecked beyond belief. But on this night I was the completely annihilated one and he was the caregiver.
As for the rest of the crew, I heard that Pro, Scope, Linus and I believe Burgundy all puked off the deck at the same time. Fat puked back at our dorm after we got Chinese food, and I think Gomez and Harry were the only ones to come out clean. After all I think they were too busy taking care of Burgundy or pretending to at least.
The next day I woke up and after being informed about that infamous night. I felt nothing but pure shame and embarrassment, not to mention I had a ridiculous hangover. Gambit also told me that the blonde chick I kept hitting on was basically the president of ZBT's girlfriend. This resulted in me being banned from the ZBT house a feat I did not think was possible but my dumbass pulled it off anyway.
I guess the lesson I took from this experience was not to pregame with about 10 shots before going to a kegger. Also if a girl's at a table playing flip cup she probably isn't interested in grinding with you. Oh yeah and of course BE CAREFUL OF WHO YOU FLIRT WITH.
Despite the pure humiliation Burgundy and I still accomplished what we wanted to do. We showed our friends an EPIC fucking time and a night that none of them will forget...well at least half of it.
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