Game on!
2010.03.11
04:18:21 |
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My best friend from KL, Jean, visited me two weeks ago. Now, this girl is a tiny, deceivingly sweet looking girl. But she is the woman who taught me every drinking game I know, introduced me to the most foul shots known to mankind, the joys of beers in the afternoon and the art of lasting in a club till 5am. It goes without saying we met in our much younger days when we had the luxury of time and frivolity to engage in such a lifestyle.
Anyway, we went out in the afternoon but instead of shopping marathons, we lazed at Jones the Grocer at Mandarin Gallery. That turned out to be a good thing cos Mandarin Gallery had hot topless models walking around for people to gawk at and take photos with. Yes, I’ll have a side of manmeat with my coffee anytime. Anyway, after that we headed to Brotzeit for a few beers, went home to change and headed off to Butter Factory.
After a few drinks, we realised we were shadows of our former selves. We complained about aching feet, pushed tequila shots to other people and the last straw was when I felt my back crack after busting some bad dance moves.
“What happened to us?” Jean asked.
Life, Jean.
I’m glad I don’t party like I used to. The process is torturous, hugging a toilet bowl is never fun and the morning after… Let’s not even go there. There is however, one tradition I still enjoy -- the random games we play when we’re out drinking.
Random game #1: Would you rather…
Now, this game requires a sinister mind and both parties to be honest and game.
So for example, would you rather do a body shot on Martin Yan (as in Yan can cook, so can youuuuuu!) or Danny de Vito?
My answer: Danny de Vito. It’s Martin Yan’s accent. I wouldn’t be able to do a body shot without hearing his voice in my head. “Now you put hoisin sauce, wah, hoisin sauce. Boo-tee-fool!”
Another example: Would you rather eat a rice bowl of shit for a million bucks or make your unwilling best friend eat half the amount for two million?
My answer: I’d do it. Most of my best friends are feisty so I’d probably fail at making them do it and get beaten into a pulp as well. Penniless, friendless and bruised. Not a good state to be in.
Random game #2: Celebrity death match
For this game, you basically take two people (fictional, dead, alive, famous or not) and decide who would win if they were to fight it out.
For example: Professor X or Wolverine?
Professor X. Adamantium has nothing on mind control.
Another example: Professor X or Batman?
Batman. He would have booby-trapped Professor X’s wheelchair even before the fight started.
So now you know how painfully meaningless our conversations are. But hey, I use my brains all week, it’s nice to kick back and send my brains to the gutters to think of the worst situations to put people in.
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f you have a good one, let me know. Or even better, ask me yourself at the CLEO 50 Most Eligible Bachelors preview this Saturday! (Like how I just slipped that in?) |
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