Round 1: Shots, Shots, Shots

Kyle rolled first. He got a 5. “Damn. Here comes a shoe.” He flipped his sandal into the air.

He passed the die to Carol who rolled a 1. She grabbed the handle of vodka and poured a shot. She said, “Okay. Let’s see how bad this tastes.” She threw back the shot and then gagged sticking out her tongue. “Oh my god that is so nasty.” I’ll admit I had some dirty thoughts seeing that image. She passed the die to Jordan.

Jordan rolled a 1. “Shit! Don’t judge me if I throw up after this first shot.” She pinched her nose when she took the shot, and then immediately drank some fruit punch to block the taste. “It wasn’t too bad after I chased it with juice.”

She passed the die to Brent. He rolled a 6. He said, “I’ll spice things up.” And took off his shirt. He always took the chance to show off his muscular physique. He did legitimately have a sculpted body. A big chest and ab muscles that protruded out. My theory was that it was an overcompensation for how short he was.

Next Jess rolled a 2. She took the shot no problem. She passed the die to her sister Meg.

Meg rolled a 2. She took the shot and looked queasy. She was a lightweight drinker. I didn’t think she would last long.

Kyle said, “At this rate, everyone is gonna be wasted except for me. I won’t have a hangover to sleep off after I win.”

Meg passed me the die and I rolled a 2. I took the vodka shot. And yes it tasted like it had dripped out a dirty muffler. At the rate we were drinking, the bottle would only last a few more rounds.