Do you love beer but find it annoying that you have to drink so much of it to build up a nice solid buzz? Meet Armageddon beer, a Scottish concoction that’s 65% alcohol by volume and, according to the company co-founder, “delivers a supersonic-charged explosion and delivers the drinker to Drunksville.” In order to create a beer that’s so high in alcohol, the brewers used a unique freeze fermentation process that results in a beer that’s malty and hoppy, with a “viscous quality.” Still interested? The brew won’t be sold in the United States (most of the beers here are less than 10% alcohol), but you can get yourself a bottle on the Brewmeister website for $65. “Consume this like a fine whiskey,” the company reminds drinkers, and we must agree. Don’t forget that there’s a fine line between Drunksville and Alcohol Poisoning Town. [Oddity Central]
Last night across the pond, Agent Provocateur co-hosted an event called Lingerie London in which a bunch of UK celebs walked down the catwalk in sexy lingerie for a microfinance charity called Seven Bar Foundation. Peaches Geldof made an appearance, Abbey Clancy pulled an Angelina on the red carpet (is that a double Angelina?), and the Internet got even more spank bank material.
Yet as much as I enjoys pictures of sexy women in lingerie, I was more taken by these pics of “Bridesmaids” and “Girls” actor Chris O’Dowd stumbling around drunk after the show. Looks like he needed some help dealing with bright lights and walking up the steps But, you know, adorably. [Photos: Pacific Coast News]
As of late, I feel as though my friends and I are in a Doors song, specifically “Riders On The Storm.” We are making the poor decision to ride into a the perfect storm of broken hearts and alcohol, combined with the fact that we’re in our mid- to late-twenties and freaking out about it. Which also means that we should know better. Yet we continue to get knocked down, and then get up again, because you ain’t ever gonna keep us down.
We need to calm our tits.
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Last week, we told about about that alleged near-death-by-butt-chugging incident of a Pi Kappa Alpha brother at the University of Tennessee. Yesterday, Alexander P. Buttchugger, I mean Broughton, came forward to deny all charges that he took Franzia (or anything) up his ass and that the details of his story were fabricated. In a press conference led by his fraternity lawyer, Daniel “Foghorn Leghorn” McGhee (you can watch it above), Broughton denies even knowing what butt chugging is, so how could he have done it? But way, way, more importantly, they want you to know that Broughton is not GAY.
This is the most awful press conference I’ve ever seen for a number of reasons. I’ll get to my many gripes in a moment. But first, let me ask you this: If this were simply a near-death binge drinking incident, would this kid be holding a press conference? Keep reading »
If your only contact with the female sex — say, perhaps, by court order — is through alcoholic beverages that have been poured over their naked cleavage prior to bottling, than I suppose this German liquor company’s publicity stunt is very exciting indeed.
But that, and only that, is the only reason you might not be a major loser for drinking G-Spirits. Keep reading »
The New York Times‘ Style Section inhabits a parallel universe in which wearing dresses during the hot summer months spawns a “trend piece.” For what’s supposed to be the most stylish, fashionable section of the newspaper, they’re delightfully behind the times on, oh, everything. So it is with an ugh in my chest that I read how they’ve turned their keen eye to what College Kids These Days are up to, namely checking into bars on FourSquare.
The Times checked in with several private colleges around the country with vibrant drinking scenes to find out what their most obnoxious upper-middle-class undergrads are doing. No ramen noodles here! The piece introduces us to a 21-year-old woman “fiddling with her orange Hermés bracelet” at a Cornell bar, female Gettysburg students who pregame with champagne, and ladies who order outfits off Rent The Runway because posting pics on Facebook and Twitter “makes wearing anything more than twice taboo.” I’m sorry, but who are these people? The real life cast of “Gossip Girl”? I remember free pizza at campus events being the goddamn highlight of the week. [For me, it was $3 pitcher night at the Avenue dive bar in "downtown" Santa Cruz. -- Editor] Keep reading »