Hello and welcome to Storytime Sunday; the day of the week where I tell you why drinking games are terrible if you don't have good luck, and then thank my lucky stars I don't suffer from hangovers.
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Birthday celebrations are awesome, awesome friends are awesome, losing drinking games, not so awesome depending on what you're playing. We played Kings this weekend, which was pretty funny until I lost. Thankfully, I've got good friends.
It's days like these that make me glad that I don't suffer from the joys of hangovers, having spent the weekend at my friend Jerome's place as part of a late birthday celebration for the old man. (Better known as Mister Canoe on this blog. Teehee)
Considering the majority of the blog readers are of legal age, you can probably relate to the idea of playing drinking games in celebration of someone getting older. (If you aren't, I'm going to preface this by saying that I by no means condone underage drinking, and you should not do it.) Not that drinking is a fantastic idea even when you can do so legally; I'm usually only really happy to do it with good friends and/or people I trust. In any case, that's not the story. The story is why I'm glad I have good friends.
If you don't know what kings is, here's a link to a website that describes the games rules. It's essentially just a list of actions that you need to follow when you choose specific cards from around a mug. Strange things of course, else why would it be fun? Some of the more notable ones being; the King obviously, in which the person must pour their drink into the mug if they get one, unless it is the last king, in which case they have to drink what is in the mug; or the Jack in which the person gets to make a new rule that everyone must follow. If they don't follow it, they drink. This gets quite ridiculous around people such as myself and my friends though, since we ended up having to say "nostrovia" (Russian for cheers) every time you drink, drink only with our left hands, pick up cards with your left hand only and say a specific phrase after every sentence that I'm not going to tell you because it's terrible. We also somehow started speaking in Russian accents, likely as a result of saying nostrovia so many times. There's also number 7 "thumbs", where you can place your thumb on the table at any time, and everyone else needs to do the same. The last to do so, of course, drinks!
I should mention that for some reason, we didn't think to get any light alcohol's for said game, and were drinking a variety of mixtures of anything that tasted good. Which, strangely enough, involves Vin Coco with Appletizer, some Brandy or other, Cane Spirits with Ginger Beer, and Sidekick coffee liqueurs. Which was all fine and good... until I lost the game. (*facedesk*) Alcohol is pretty bad yes, mixing alcohol is worse. Drinking a lot of mixed alcohol quickly, very bad idea. Thankfully, my dear giant of a friend Mister Canoe saw how worried I was at having to drink said concentrated mixture of alcohols, and decided to split the punishment of defeat with me. (I don't drink all that often, so I was fairly guaranteed a bad time with it.)
In the end though, I think the experience was still altogether worth it, and I'm happy to have spent the time with an awesome friend. Happy 19th you old softy. We shall have to do it again some time.
In any case, that's enough about my livers sufferings, from here on, were back on track to begin doing some of the more interesting blog posts I have planned for this month. If you're keen to find out what they are, make sure to like my Facebook page or follow me on Twitter using the associated buttons on the right so that you can read them, when they come out. Also; don't forget to let me know in the comments if you think I should (or shouldn't) talk about my exploits with my friends more, and make sure to share this with anyone who likes stories about drinking games, losing, and good drink mixes. I don't know how many of you know someone like that though. (Teehee) Regardless of what you do, I thank you for taking the time to read this, and as always, hope you have/had an absolutely FANTASTIC day.
Proshchay moi druz'ya.
