World Series of Beer Pong 3 - Vegas Round 1

The air blowers on the ceiling were blowing out frigid cold air, so we naturally stuck our fingers into them until the sweat on the tips froze. After that, we did that next logical thing and placed our fingers into our ears until we experienced something similar to brain freeze when you eat a lot of ice cream. When you are drunk/hung-over, everything seems plausible and every idea sounds like it could be a good one. We were doing this for quite some time until the flight attendant yelled at us. She called us "boys" and told us to stop. Apparently, when we were putting our fingers up against the blower, it was making a high pitched noise, which must have been annoying some people on board. If there would have been some dogs on there, it certainly would've pissed them off.

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