I've done it before. Me and one of the ex-homies had this 40oz drinking contest. Seeing who could down their 40 in one drink first as soon as it was cracked. I was young, and my tolerance for alcohol wasn't that high, and he was several years older then me, and I am sure his tolerance was much higher then mine. But yeah I beat him. I don't think he made it half way before he quit. I was still going. Last thing I remember was it being towards the bottum of the bottle. Next thing I know I am waking up in my back yard squished between my 4wheeler and the shed in a tight spot. I don't know how the fuck I ended up there. I don't want to know either!
And yeah that's all I am drinking tonight. I could have got more, but didn't want to. I am good off one 40. Just need a smoke now.