I don't know what made me think of this today, but there was this "horrible" drinking game my friends and I used to play. I believe we referred to this as the "circle of death".
The rules? Simple. Repeat the following one line at a time going around the circle. Each time around you add another line, but if someone messes it up they have to drink. Occasionally someone would yell out "social" and all of us would drink (oy vey!) Anyway, here's the game and PLEASE kids DON'T try this at home...those of you who do this, PLEASE STAY HOME. It is funny, but the next morning would be murderous.
To the judge, Queen, and country!
• One red hen
• couple of ducks.
• Three brown bear.
• Four running hare.
• Five, fat, fickle females sitting sipping scotch
• six simple Simons sitting on a stump
• Seven Sinbad Sailors, sailing the seven seas on a sleuth.
• Eight egotistical egotists echoing egotistical ecstasies.
• nine nude nymphs nibbling nuts, nails and nicotine
• Ten, I am not a fig plucker, nor a fig plucker's son. But, I'll pluck figs
till the fig plucker comes…and you can bet your ass I’m not a turtle.
Remember that each time the game goes round the circle a new line must be added to the whole. The point in all of this is that when a mistake is made, a nice long swig must be taken in punishment. The game ends when the whole stream of verses have been completed.
Bottom line...no one really wins at this, but the more you drink the funnier these lines become.
Yeah, we lived in a small town, and there wasn't much to do... HA!
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