We played “the parlor game” last night, which Robyn says we used to play in high school but I have no memory of it, possibly because when other people were socializing in high school I was mostly roaming the darkened streets, looking deep into my own soul and hating things.
Anyway, it’s a simple game: one person names a category and everyone else has to shout out items in that category. The slowest person names the next category.
Some examples:
Kris: “Shapes.”
Gene: “Circle!”
Kati Vol: “Heart!”
Randy: “Triangle!”
Robyn: “Hole!…No.”
Robyn:“Reasons why people hate Courtney Love.”
Kris: “Fake!”
Gene: “Bad singer!”
Kati Vol: “Killed Kurt Cobain!”
Randy: “People hate Courtney Love?”
Kris: “Women who would be honored during Women’s History Month.”
Robyn: “Amelia Earhart!”
Kati Vol: “Susan B. Anthony!”
Gene and Randy: “…”
Kris, Robyn and Kati Vol, to Gene and Randy: “Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?”
Randy: “Nascar drivers.”
Kati Vol: “Dale Earnhardt!”
Gene: “Rusty Wallace!”
Robyn: “You ASSHOLE.”