[Jack Moroney (RIP)]

Kinda reminds me of the time when we reverse double decanted a number 10 can full of beer. At least I think that this would count as reverse double decanting. When I was but a wee 2LT defending the Fulda Gap in what was then the Federal Republic of Germany we had a Battalion XO who we referred to as "super weenie". Now this was not because of any physical endowment but because he screwed everything up in which he was involved. Now Super Weenie thought that it was his responsibility to teach all junior officers how to hold their booze. For those of you who were not in the military in the early 60s, happy hours and drunken stupor where signs of great commaradiere back then. So, Super Weenie decided that just drinking beer was no way to demonstrate his prowess so he organized a relay with little kids tricycles where each individual would race the trike the length of the officers club, consume what he could of the beer that was in a number 10 can and then race back passing off the trike to the next contestant. Super Weenie, being a major, decided he needed to set the example so he would take the first and last heat. He dutifully raced down his first leg, drank about half the number 10 can, and raced back handing off the trike to a young LT who couldn't at this time of night hold his dinner down much less a beer. The LT raced down, did his thing, raced back and passed the trike back to Super Weenie who did his next lap. Then the LT did the third lap, did what he could, and raced back handing off the trike to Super Weenie who raced down to the can, lifted it up, and by the surprised look on his face realized that it was fuller than the last time he gulped down what was in the can. This was sort of double decanting in reverse because the LT, rather than taking out the solids, had managed to put heretofore unknown solids into the beer.

Jack Moroney