Fadorgade
When you drink so much at Washington State University that you become a walking barf machine and your friends are scared of you.
At Fadorgade, I drank so much I turned green and my friend ran away like I was a monster.
I went to Fadorgade and came back with a sour stomach and a new hobby: throwing up in the bushes.
My brother went to Fadorgade and came back saying he could hear the beer talking to him.