Feb 19 2009Aaaah, College: Russian Beerbong Roulette

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I remember one time in college I got so drunk I thought the electrical cord to the mini-fridge was my belt. Long story short: the milk went bad. Anyways, beer roulette: not as fun as beer darts, but how can you compete with the excitement of potentially piercing a friends nads (you can't!).

You fill the barrel in the center with beer (it holds up to two liters) and then you take turns with your companions at pulling out the bottles underneath it. The right bottle will unleash a torrent of amber pain into the unfortunate puller's gullet.

Amber pain? More like amber pleasure. And do you automatically win if you pull all the bottles at once? Yes, you do. Glug glug, bitches, glug glug. Also, that guy in the picture fails at proper bonging technique. But I do like how the chick in the back is drinking wine straight from the bottle. Marry me?

Russian Roulette Beer Bong Only Good for Irresponsible Frat House Fun [uberreview]

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looks photoshoped?

FAKE!!!!

This is a complete photoshop job. You can tell its a fake because the shadow's are all wrong.

This is exactly like that scene in the movie NEver Back Down where Max was in a vietnamese POW camp, and his friend was in the water cage. They shot their captors, and escaped, but eventually the guy from the cage couldn't keep up and was letf behind.

DK is going to be pissed!

stealing his barrels.

you wanna play rough tonight? you better think twice

and that just looks like a bad idea anyway.
i prefer the beer to be in my belly, not my face

I can't stand Daisy's inane comments.
But for once I think she's called it right.
That beerbong in the photo does look photoshopped in.

....the quickest way to a womans belly.....

I have no issue communicating without the use of profanity. Quite frankly, the english language offers much more colorful adjectives. The point being made is simply that in this country, where this blog is hosted, we have freedom of speech. The same freedom of speech that would protect this blogger (GW) in court. I find it rather disingenuous of him to post NSFW content and genitalia jokes, then censor our comments about them.

Can someone say River trip?

@7. I just notice you post other stuff after your long speech I never read. How long have you been doing that?

Ha!

I didn't know Lil Wayne hangs out with white folks nowadays.

What's with the sound effects in the directions?

KRUNCH, PATATATATATATA, BOOM?

probably a fake product since they can't even make one to use in the advertisement for it.

and that guy is wearing an american apparel deep V. i can't see any of these people playing beer bong roulette in real life. bad marketing. terrible photoshopping.

Ugh. they completely erased me out of this picture for a BEER BONG? I thought the original of me peeing in that dude's face was much more entertaining.

Needs more Otters.

pfft this is completely photoshopped. In the original picture the dude is mouthing a giant rubber cock & the chick is cupping the balls. I know that because I did the chick on the far left after the picture was taken.

This is the weirdest picture ever. WTF was going on BEFORE they put the computerized beer bong barrel in? It looks like a bunch of winos toasting the gay stripper getting the money shot all over his face.

Daisy photoshop recognition FTW!

Hey, you should check out this hilarious short film about a down-on-his-luck porn star and his pissed off roommate:

http://www.digitalfuntown.com/videos/151

Clearly the barrel has replaced a glass of beer in an awful photoshop job. Also, this thing better make the "ratatatatatata" sound when I pull out the bottles...

then again I was always told never pull out.

@8 - Since the 2nd day I started posting my long winded diatribe against hypocritical censorship on GW's part. I wonder how many people skip over my comments just like Daisy's...

b-double e, double r - u - n = beer run!

i dont know about this shit being fake, but one thing is for sure, i wouldnt mind giving a good dicking to the girl in foreground, nor the one in the back. and possibly the nerd with the swirlie thing in his hair.

I always thought "42" was the answer to the universe, but 17's comment is the true answer.

In the quiet words of Max and Baja:
NEVER
PULL
OUT

@17 & 21

FAIL

Always pull out! Always!

@21: No, you've got it wrong. Never pull out. I know you're Orthodox and all, but the rhythm method works like a bong!

@17, 21, 23: and this is why your Friday and Saturday nights will be ruined for the next 18 years...

@15: I concur.

@9: I also never thought I'd see Lil Wayne and Ed Grimley at the same wine-mixer/gay strip fest together!

It's definitely a photoshop, I actually submitted it to Photoshop Disasters a few days ago.

You can still see the glass he was originally holding, behind his hand, floating in mid-air.

So they have to all put the same hose in their mouths to see if beer will come out at their turn? I like my friends and all (I guess) but I don't want to put a hose in my mouth that was just in theirs, and then pass it along. No way.

Cougar, you're a complete nerd. Also, you've definitely never played beer pong or flip cup before. Those games are damn germ-y.

But so is making out with random chicks. Diseases are half the fun.

Okay, I lied, they're all the fun.

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@ formerly SPELLINGNAZI©: so you think that the pull out method is good for birth control? I think your Friday & Saturday nights are sitting ducks, buddy (when did parenting become a weekend activity, btw? You been chewing the fat with that limey kid? (: ).

ROFL!!!

first off mr. geekologie sir!

idk who the heck is beer bonging out of a 4 foot long crooked hose and trying to win at life

but he needs to know 1 of two things

1. bonging like a faag make u a faag

2. that is my gf... i will email you a picture of her out drinking you every day for the rest of your life you whiny faag

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