A box arrived. Cardboard, filled with ice. Big whoop. I thought, bored by the vision of a block of ice.
Then they got ta carving liquor lanes in it...I watched from a distance, a slight curiousity growing. Slight.
They put it up on a platform to facilitate use...fair enough.
It was ready.
It looked sort of...majestic...
Gripped by some unknown prehistoric urge, we inched forward from our silent observer stance, and sampled its bounty: Alize (red and blue), Vodka (peach and strawberry) poured slowly down.
Like drinking snowmelt off the side of a mountain.
And yes we did get into the frat!
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