Sunday, September 23, 2007
I don't usually like to blog about topics that
other McMurdo bloggers have discussed recently, but
I feel I must discuss Food Game since it's taken
over a large part of my mealtime experiences the
past couple of days. Although I've only seen it
played at McMurdo...
IF YOU DON'T WANT TO EVER PLAY FOOD GAME,
DO NOT READ THE FOLLOWING RULES.
IF YOU KNOW THE RULES OF FOOD GAME, YOU MUST PLAY FOOD GAME
Rules graciously provided by Sandwich:
* When someone you know is eating food with their hands, i.e.,
cookies, chips, chicken fajitas, sandwiches, etc, yell
FOOD GAME as you slap it out of their hands. it's best if
the food flies apart mid-air and causes a terrific mess.
for some reason, this is very funny.
* They must be eating with their hands. no utensils.
* Do not injure or maim the person you food game.
* The one who is gamed is resposible for cleaning up the mess.
* Food game is a gentlemen's game. no retaliation. no hitting.
* No throwing food.
* You can not food game someone more than once in one sitting.
Other people, however, are allowed to food game the person
you just gamed, but that's either kind of lame, or even funnier.
* Eating sandwiches with a fork and knife may look dumb, but I
know people who do it.
* You may not ever food game the following people: anorexics,
nursing mothers, the president, the malnourished, the emotionally
unstable, those who are intraveneously fed, the homeless, the
criminally insane, and those who do not know the rules of food game.
* 'Drink Game' and 'Sock Game' are different games with different
rules, but you get the idea. play at your own risk.
So I was eating dinner last night in the Galley with Lynn and I
had a crab leg in my left hand and a fork in my right hand when
Sandwich Food Gamed me. I protested since I had a fork in my hand
but was overruled. Nathan was given a huge Food Game smack the
other day by Science (aka Jason, aka Wolverine) while eating a
burrito (one of the best food game foods). Of course the ingredients
when flying and double humiliating for the recipient is that they
have to clean it up themselves. Luckily, my crab leg ended up on
the table. Nathan is plotting his revenge on Science and now both
are really paranoid. Actually, everyone is paranoid. I think we
need roll cages over our food.
Posted by Tom Hamann at 6:44 PM