A more sustainable, but way more difficult than it seems game is power hour. There should be multiple versions of it on YouTube. At least there were circa 2010.
It plays a song for a minute, then changes to another song for a minute, then another and so on over sixty minutes.
Every time the song changes, you take a shot of beer.
When I was in college about three hundred years ago, it was called the century club and went for one hundred minutes, but since we didn’t have YouTube back then, it was just watching the clock. Amazing how fast that God damned second game can move.
Back 15 years ago that was Wednesday night at DaveQuests. If you completed it, he took a Polaroid, put it on the wall. I think there were 60, 70 people, of all shapes and sizes. I knew girls who barely broke 100 who made it through 60m, and guys who were pushing 300 who puked on 60 and so we put an asterisk next to their name.
It got stupid, as things tend to, when hubris came into play, and we thought “why don’t we just keep going?” And so every minute, homer Simpson would chime in to remind us, and we just kept it going through the centennial (which is where I tapped out, personally) and then to the double power hour. There were six of us to make centennial, and three made double, and every single one of us would proceed to vomit and black out entirely. So dumb, but you’re in your early 20s, people living in a house with five other early 20s, so it was the time and place I guess.
A more sustainable, but way more difficult than it seems game is power hour. There should be multiple versions of it on YouTube. At least there were circa 2010.
It plays a song for a minute, then changes to another song for a minute, then another and so on over sixty minutes.
Every time the song changes, you take a shot of beer.
When I was in college about three hundred years ago, it was called the century club and went for one hundred minutes, but since we didn’t have YouTube back then, it was just watching the clock. Amazing how fast that God damned second game can move.
Back 15 years ago that was Wednesday night at DaveQuests. If you completed it, he took a Polaroid, put it on the wall. I think there were 60, 70 people, of all shapes and sizes. I knew girls who barely broke 100 who made it through 60m, and guys who were pushing 300 who puked on 60 and so we put an asterisk next to their name.
It got stupid, as things tend to, when hubris came into play, and we thought “why don’t we just keep going?” And so every minute, homer Simpson would chime in to remind us, and we just kept it going through the centennial (which is where I tapped out, personally) and then to the double power hour. There were six of us to make centennial, and three made double, and every single one of us would proceed to vomit and black out entirely. So dumb, but you’re in your early 20s, people living in a house with five other early 20s, so it was the time and place I guess.