Ol' Fatboy here is nasty at Beer Pong (or Beirut if you prefer). I ran a table with another fatboy in the Hamptons 2 summers ago for 4 hours (the other guy was pointing the other way near the end..).The point is, that night, the owners of the house where the party we crashed was were pissed at us. Not so pissed that they were going to murder us though, so have no fear, it's not that kind of story.
Note the website that story came from, by the way. I subscribe to Beer Pong Monthly and no one told me there was a beerpongnews.com! What the fuck people? Need the details...
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