Modern Drunkard Magazine seems to think so:
While it can be argued that a miniscule handful of professional wrestlers matched Andreâ€™s in-ring achievements (Gorgeous George back in the â€˜40s and â€˜50s, perhaps; Dusty Rhodes in the â€˜70s, and Hulk Hogan, without a doubt, in the â€˜80s), no other wrestler ever matched his exploits as a drunkard. In fact, no other human has ever matched Andre as a drinker. He is the zenith. He is the Mount Everest of inebriation.
As far as great drunkards go, there is Andre the Giant, and then there is everyone else.
The big man loved two things: wrestling and boozeâ€”mostly boozeâ€”and his appetites were of mythic proportion.
First, consider the number 7,000. Itâ€™s an important number, and a rather scary one considering its context, which is thisâ€”it has been estimated that Andre the Giant drank 7,000 calories worth of booze every day. The figure doesnâ€™t include food. Just booze.
You wonâ€™t find it in the Guinness Book of World Records, but Andre the Giant holds the world record for the largest number of beers consumed in a single sitting. These were standard 12-ounce bottles of beer, nothing fancy, but during a six-hour period Andre drank 119 of them. It was one of the few times Andre got drunk enough to pass out, which he did in a hallway at his hotel. His companions, quite drunk themselves, couldnâ€™t move the big man. Fearing trouble with cops, they stole a piano cover from the lounge and draped it over Andreâ€™s inert form. He slept peacefully until morning, unmolested by anyone. Perhaps the hotel people thought he was a piece of furniture.
Those friendly skies again:
Richard Brown nearly died on Sunday, January 21st, thanks to reckless indifference by a Southwest Airlines ticket agent.
A dying hep-C patient, Richard, secured an appointment at the Mayo Clinic. After getting turned down, he was referred to the University of San Francisco.
When he went to board in Scottsdale for California, the ticket agent refused to let Richard fly unless he bought another ticket, due to his weight.
The weight gain is due to water retention because of his failing liver. Richard lives on California Disability Pay and had no funds to pay for the extra ticket. The flight was not sold out.
The ticket agent didn’t care when shown Richard’s medical papers, saying, “each airport has their own rules and these are ours, no extra seat, no boarding.”
Family scrounged up what little money they had to help him pay for meals. Call after call to customer service ended in countless transfers and wrong numbers.
Finally, a Southwest Airlines agent in Dallas paid for Richard’s ticket herself.
“All the while, Richard sat freezing wrapped in several blankets at the gate. The Southwest agent content to let him die in the boarding area,” writes his daughter Brandi.
A pet supply store offers a “pet spa“. It has a device that will wash and dry your pet. After fighting with cats in the past. We decided to try it. The pet store told us that cats love it. As you can see he didn’t like it. We stopped it ealry. He was much much cleaner but he did talk to us for a hour.
Mythbusting Question: can you help me find inspiration in the old west?
MeFi’s own Adam Savage here. I’m tasked with busting some “Old West” myths. And we’re light in the idea department on this one.
Now we’ve already done a whole bunch of sharpshooting myths, and gunslinger myths, and they still want more!
I’m asking the hive mind: are there any myths you can think of regarding cowboys or indians or anything to do with the old west. (cue black humor about the donner party etc.)
All suggestions taken seriously. Mostly.