I spent last Friday binging.  For 16 hours straight, I stuffed my body full of food and alcohol to the point that I could barely walk (not sure if it was the food or alcohol, though).  I will outline the day/evening/night as best I can recall:

11:00am - Arrived at BW3, met up with Stutz, Irwin, Welch, and Dooley.  Began drinking off existing pitchers and ordered 12 wings (6 medium, 6 jerk) and a large order of chips.  Food was delivered in about 10 minutes and eaten promptly.  When pitchers ran out, we began ordering "keep the pitcher" pitchers  of Miller Lite... more on this later.

12:00 noon - Dooley ordered nachos.  I ate a good amount of them.  Beer continued to flow.

12:30pm - Paul ordered fried shrooms, I had only one.  Soon after, I ordered my first round of mini-corndogs.  Excellent.

2:00-9:30pm - This time can best be summed up by examining my bar tab:

6 Pitchers Miller Lite
2 Black velveteen
1 order chicken nachos
3 orders mini-corndogs
1 Fish sandwich w/wedges
1 order onion rings

...The total bill was just over $70.  Not too bad for for 13 hours of self-defilation.  I distinctly remember eating a variety of other peopls food, including but not limited to: more wings, multiple nacho orders, enchilladas, potato wedges, and LOTS more wings.  Also during this time, I watched a total of 16 NCAA tourney games, though I do not recall details of any of them.

9:30-12:00 midnight - Stayed at BW3 for the rest of the games, realized that about 20 people had showed up for the festivities.  Became thrilled with myself for taking a half day.  Wrapped up tab and headed out the door.

12:15am - Walked down the street to a local "establishment".  Stutz carried our stockpile of "keep the pitcher" pitchers (17 total) high in the air like they were war trophies.

12:15-2:00am - Spent a few $1's.

2:00am - Left to go back with Stutz to close his tab at BW3.  Stopped at White Castle on the way and split a 10-sack.

2:30am - On the way back from BW3 to meet up with the other and head home, Stutz and I see something interesting.  It's called a Gyrito, and it has 2 major ingredients: love and lamb.  It was a giant burrito-style gyro stuffed to the brim with yummy, yummy lamb.  It took the guy 10 minutes to make (thats where the love comes from), but it was worth it.  Stutz and I split it, along with a large side of potato salad, then headed back to catch a cab.

3:00am - Cab ride home sucked.  Dooley, the high-fivin' life of the party, took a sharp downhill dive into passed-outedness.  Forgot our pitchers.

3:20am - Back to Welch's place... found a nice place on the floor... out.

All in all, it was a great day/evening/night.  Of course, I pretty much slept for the next 24 hours and missed Saturday, but it was worth it.