Dairy and alcohol?.. How’s about a White Russian Challange?
I am Calling **BULLSHIT ** on this story … Yup, BULLSHIT!
I do, I do! I liked the stuff. But then again, this was back in the day when I thought Boone’s Farm was an acceptable beverage.
As someone with a morbid fear of hurling, the idea that anyone would willingly attempt an activity virtually certain to cause them to violently vomit several pints of milk just boggles my mind :eek:
I need to tell all that I do have personal experience with this challenge. and about 1/2 gal. in, did heave-ho with much force. My buddy at work also did the challenge at the same time. He did not puke after 1/2 gallon, however he did not get past the 1/2 gal. either. Both gallons of milk were very cold at first and both about 1/2 empty at the forty five min. mark.
A fellow I work with did this also.
A few years ago a radio station (93.7 Pittsburgh) had the challenge and he was the only one to succeed. fwiw he’s a big guy.
I think you need to try the bologna sandwich again. . .and this time, get a better stopwatch.
Actually Jackass had it in one of their shows (or in their movie, I would have to look it up) and there was a skinny girl who managed to down the whole gallon.
She threw up immediately afterwards, but got the whole gallon down without puking.
The 2 guys she was competing with, started puking at about the halfway mark.
So it can be done.
There was also an episode with eggnog, but nobody won that. (Bleegh!!)
Some years ago I read an article about a well known ironman competitor. Since he trained for many hours each day swimming, running and bike riding he was consuming enormous amounts of food. The article showed a picture of him with a normal days diet and while I could understand that he was burning all the fuel I couldn’t figure how he could get it in. His breakfast was the equivalent of half a box of cereal with litres of milk and litres of orange juice and fruit. Every meal featured a massive salad or tons of vegetables or a mound rice. He was standing behind a table full of food that looked like enough for a small party.
How do these people do it? It would honestly take me all day to eat what he ate for breakfast, I couldn’t contemplate sitting down to eat it in one go.
Ya know, if **elfbabe ** ever runs for public office, they’re going to pull out threads like these and say, “Do you know what her dad did in college?! He did…he did…actually he didn’t do anything all that bad after all. Darn.”
One thing sure to moderate one’s posting habits and keep one from getting too personal is having one’s daughter be a SDMB member too! 
True, but I would need to produce a daughter first!
Some friends of mine joined the century club (I was Paul’s pourer). They did it okay - only a couple hurled. Paul made it, tho’ he had to pee really bad. And it was shots of beer only - I think someone’d be dead if it were shots of alchol.
It helped that they were big drinkers. Now that they’re smaller big drinkers, I’m going to tell my husband to tell them about the power hour and the 100 hours/100 beers challenge. I’m sure they’ll make it a success.
Okay, I’m going to get my ignorance fought and ask: what is this “Power Hour” everyone keeps referring to?
4:06 pm…started drinking at 4:00pm, so far so good. Blech, forgot how yucky milk is alone…have decided to add a dash of vanilla and a packed of splenda to my second quart.
4:27pm, light vanillaness helps, half gone. or half to go, depending on your optomism/pessimism condition=)
Dude, you can call bullshit, it’s no skin off my back. I will say that it might have been a ninety-minute challenge; I could be forgetting that detail, and it could make all the difference. Maybe the guys cheated somehow, I can’t prove that they didn’t take some sort of meds or something, and maybe we were lied to and it was really skim, not whole. But I have seen what I believe to be the milk-gallon challenge done correctly and won.
This brings back memories – long suppressed memories.
It was the late 1960s, long before the era of Maxxim magazine, the internet or even personal computers. The challenge at my typical suburban high school was to drink 12 cartons of milk (6 pints, a mere 3 quarts) during a 23-minute lunch period. No one had ever accomplished it.
As one who was of hefty size and desperately in need of peer approval, I vbolunteered to give it a shot.
The first four were no problem. Number 5 and 6 went down more slowly. Number 7 was a struggle. I finally gave up after (officially measured) 8 and 1/3 cartons. It was, at that time, a school record.
I had to be helped out of the cafeteria. Only a few minutes later. . . come to think of it, I won’t tell you what happened a few minutes later. Let’s just say I am better remembered in my high-school lore for what happened next than I am for drinking 67 ounces of milk in 20 minutes.
4:45. starting final quart…i can definitely say that I won’t be wanting a glass of milk any time soon after this! :rolleyes: