The Night of the Luge

With our next rush event coming up, I feel its about time to tell the thrilling night me and my pledge class had at our favorite social get together with the active members. The ice luge, in my mind is one of the greatest things I have ever experienced. I cannot go into full details for certain policies, but this night is more of what happened to us after the night had concluded.

The night started for us with high expectations. Of course we had gone into the night hearing some stories about what we were in for, so we fully expected to get rip roaring drunk. Some of us(myself included) decided we would do the smart thing and right down some emergency contact numbers(hot girls) on our arms, in case we got incapacitated. Well we get down to the house at the ripe drinking time of 8:44 and we were ready to go. Quick side note: for those who don't know what an ice luge is, it is a large block of ice with a luge chipped out of the center of it, with many estuaries going into the main luge. The idea is that the participant will sit at the bottom of the luge with his mouth open, ready to receive. It is the job of the people at the top to pour down a variety of liquor, beer, and chasers. It doesn't sound like the most pleasant thing but the glory of the luge is that the ice makes it nice and cold, while the luge shoots it right down your throat and you don't taste a thing. Delicious and dangerous. I digress though. So back to 8:44 pm on a Wednesday night. We get the speech from the president and are giddy like a priest in a GAP Kids. I think I went second or third because I was ready to go. After my first I had a mixed emotion of never wanting to go near that thing again, to so excited to get back on it. As a rush, we all averaged around 4. Some going up to 6, I was conservative in did 5. The last thing I remember of that night is one of the seniors asking me if I wanted to go upstairs and take a shot of tequila. WARNING: Don't drink tequila. I wasn't feeling the effects of the luge yet so thinking I was a champ I said fuck yeah and went up stairs. The devil that is tequila is the last thing I remembered tasting.

The next thing I know I'm struggling to open my eyes to the ceiling of my room, trying to figure out what the hell I spilled all over my bed last night to make it so wet. Turns out I unleashed the Hoover Dam all up in my bed. Needless to say I threw all that shit out and went right to Wal-Mart to get myself a 3D Toy Story comforter. As I started to come to, I started to text and call my friends to figure out how everyone's night ended and many of them, like myself, had no idea. Some of the details I got, L was so drunk he couldn't figure out how to get over the railing on his bunk bed and fell from the side trying to get up. He gave up trying to get onto his bed and just decided to pee on his door. Dennis woke up at the bottom of the stairs in his dorm and crawled his way to his room, NS was peeing in the bathroom and accidentally crapped his pants. We had a couple of pukers too, but I'll take pissing my bed over puking 7 days a week and twice on a Sunday though. One of my favorite stories from the night was that apparently I walked out onto the porch of the house to see Shay smoking a cigarette, apparently being very jealous of this I went over and asked him for a drag, upon him saying no I wound back and punched him in the face. I'm still not sure if I ever even got a drag of that cigarette.

All being said, I am so excited for the ice luge this year, I cannot wait to get back and tackle this beast, but I think this year I will stick to one or two.

I'll be doing an update post later today to let you all know what's going on in my life because I know you all care so much. Peace and IV