When I was a young PFC stationed in Germany in 75, we would have drinking contests at a discotheque in the local town. On Ruby Monday, the Monday before lent, we were there partying and drinking half liter mugs of beer. When I had gotten to 15, the owner informed the table that the house record was 21 and that if I broke it, the drinks at the table would be on the house. I asked if I didn't break it who was going to pay for my drinks because I was out of money. One of the guys said he had the tab covered if I didn't break it. I ended up drinking 27 half liters of beer that night. The group had to carry me out of the bar, I missed morning formation, but my squad leader covered for me. The supply SGT came up to my room, dragged me out of bed, threw me into the shower, clothes and all. After that he sat me down at my desk and made me suffer through the rest of the day. When I left Europe in 96, I still held the house record.