What Do You Really Know About "Slugging" and "Killing?"
Honestly, have YOU ever "Slugged" an alcoholic beverage?
"Hey, bud! 'Kill' this Dr Pepper!"
If someone walked up to you with a beer and asked you to "kill this beer," what would you do? Please do not tell me that you would start running and frantically looking for a gun to put a bullet in the Bud? Are you serious? A better question: Are you a well-educated guy or girl in their early 20's with a great job, single, and a great future head of you?
I asked that last question in great hope that the term "well-educated" would lend some needed-credibility to you actually knowing that this ageless term, "kill," (a beverage) really means. In fewer words, I was giving you some benefit of the doubt.
Do YOU feel that "Slugging" is popular in 2015?
I "killed" (a) Coke as a lad.
I learned what "kill" means as a lad as I sat one day listening to my dad who has enjoying himself (with his favorite drink: black coffee) talk about his days in the Army and other things that were important to him. I, myself, was enjoying an original Coca Cola, those that were in the small bottles. I think I had around four sips left and my dad suddenly laughed and said, "kill that, Coke, Kenny," and I never wanted to do anything more in my life than to "kill" the remaining Coke in the small bottle--to just please my dad.
The quick-consumption of the Coca Cola burned my throat, but I did it. And boy, was I proud. So was my dad who patted me on the back and laughed as he went back into the house to get ready to back to the fields he had been plowing before lunch.
And for the rest of that day and half of the next day, I strutted around like a Louisiana cock-fighting rooster on steroids thinking to myself, "I did it. I 'killed' a Coke!" That would be enough to impress any kid of my age.
The term "Slugger" explained:
The term, "slugger," does not pertain to those who "slug" beer, wine, and other alcoholic beverages every opportunity that comes along.
This term, "slugger," is only applicable to a Major League Baseball player who specializes in hitting many, many home runs in any given game.
Just know your terms.
"Slugging": The evolution is arguable
Honestly I don't know which came first "slug" or "kill," but there had to be an evolution of the two words for I have heard people who were angry at someone else for getting drunk spouting, "Go ahead, idiot! Slug that whiskey down like water!" I can see why people used "slug" instead of "kill" in this instance for "slug" gives the person doing the drinking quite the tainted character aside from his boozing.
For the next little while I want to share with you this sensitive-yet-educational piece entitled
What Do You Really Know About "Slugging" and "Killing?"
Reasons Why People "Slug" Alcohol or Any Beverage:
Pride and Prestige--Imagine getting to brag to your friends (when you get sober), "Hey, friends! I 'slugged' 22 beers last night at the Moose Lodge." Suddenly you are no longer "Jim," a common guy, but "Jim, Slick Slugger," a man of honor and celebrity status.
Proving--That "you" can live-up to your words, "I can out-slug anyone in this bar anytime or anywhere." These are powerful and dangerous words, but you had the nerve to step-up, or "belly up" to the crowded bar and out-slug a group of 10 beer guzzlers on a hot summer night in July and did not pass out.
Getting Attention--That was never given to them as a child. Face it. Wouldn't you rather watch a guy "slug" a fifth of whiskey without vomiting (when he finished), than long, drawn-out shows on PBS about antiques?
Letting Loose--With friends. I know that this "slugging" has alcohol at the center of the activity, but if some men prefer, they can substitute a soda instead of alcohol. But that eliminates the danger and suspense that accompanies "slugging."
Dangers That Go With "Slugging":
Over-crowding--One's stomach causing the digestive system and kidneys work twice as hard to digest the alcohol and if one's bodily systems are not "up to snuff," this game of "slugging" can lead to a stroke or massive heart attack. So you see, "slugging" is not for sissies.
The Alcoholism Road--Starts with several and very frequent "slugging" events to keep your manly-pride intact. One weekend "slugging" victory and before you know it, you are "slugging" at home as practice for the next big "slugging" event. Then you wake up one day and find that you are addicted to alcohol and it's first-cousin, "slugging."
Personal Loss--Is always a highly-probable factor when you love to "slug" beer or whiskey with friends for fun or for winning a trophy or cash. What wife is going to stay with her "slugging" husband when this "slugging" is all he is interested in? Not many. Especially a smart wife who watches her husband lose most "slugging" challenges and she has to drive him home and listen to his slurred speech and making excuses for his "slugging" losses. "Awwww, a gnat got in my mouth before I could get started 'slugging' real good, babe," is one of his awful excuses.
Social Affects of "Slugging":
People view people who love to "slug" beer or other alcoholic beverages as "closet alcoholics."
Jealousy will rear it's spinning head and bite the people who cannot "slug" to save their lives and before long, these jealous friends will quickly be "ex" friends.
Loss of employment can happen to the best "sluggers." And none of them were drinking on their jobs. Some were just terminated on the possibility that they could "slip" one day at lunch and go wild with some quick "slugging" of cold beer they have sneaked into the cafeteria to "slug" with their pals.
Physical harm as well as mental, psychological harm can be attributed to "slugging." These dangers cannot be avoided and there is no good hiding place to keep from facing them. If you are a determined "slugger," you only have two choices: One, "slug" until you cannot "slug" anymore and two, stop the "slugging" at once, cut your losses and live the rest of your life as a sober, healthy, non-"slugger."
And for the record, I never competed in any "slugging" competitions. I was a selfish-"slugger." I loved my beer so much that I did not want to share it with those "sluggers" who lived to drink-up everyone elses beer and go home.