I was at one of those parties where people buy 10 kegs and try to pay their rent a during my sophomore year of college. People would always say that the kegs ran out so that they could kick all the underagers out before the cops came back a second time. So after they told us the beer was out, my friend Nate and I started filling people's drinks from the foam-runoff bucket. I drank a few myself, and they didn't taste any worse that out of the keg. When we finally emptied the bucket we found a couple pieces of gum in the bottom. I still don't regret my decision.
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