Yes, I’m 35 now. Of course I hate drinking games. Well, maybe not of course, but yes, I hate them. Always have. As I said in this week’s Dustinland comic. There’s just something stupid about them. Why? Who cares? Why do I need to play a game to have a beer? Can’t we just chill out and have fun. Talk. Listen to music. Just… do stuff. I mean, that’s the whole point of drinking and drugs. They make other things way more fun.
I guess drinking games have probably gotten some people laid, so that’s good—at least, when they didn’t regret it. Aside from that, come on. Put down the ping pong ball. Grow up.