Thor

It was a long horn, but Thor was Thor, and he raised the brimming horn to his lips and began to drink. The mead of the giants was cold and salty, but he drank it down, draining the horn, drinking until his breath gave out and he could drink no longer.
He expected to see the horn emptied, but it was as full as when he had begun to drink, ornearly as full.

[...]

Thor took a deep breathm, and he put his lips to the horn, and he drank deeply and drank well. He that he had to have emptied the horn this time, and yet when he lowered the horn from his lips, it had gone down by only the length of his thumm.

[...]

Thor raised the horn to his lips and he drank, and he drank like a god drinks, dranked so long and so deeply that Loki and Thialfi simply stared at hime in astonishment.
But when he lowered the horn, the mead gone down by only another knuckle's worth.

[...]

"You did the impossible. You could not perceive it, but the end of the drinking horn was in the deepest part of the sea. You drank enough to take the ocean level down, to make tides. Because of you, Thor, the seawater will rise and ebb forevermore. I was relieved that you did not take a fourth drink: you might have drunk the ocean dry.