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thejunipertree) wrote2009-08-03 12:53 am
thejunipertree) wrote2009-08-03 12:53 am
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Quite some time ago, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tony_s introduced me to something a friend of his does that I have started calling The Mustache Game.
See, every time during the year when Friday the 13th rolls around, this guy throws a Friday the 13thmarathon. He makes a fake mustache, sticks it randomly somewhere on the screen, and presto! Instant Mustache Game.
I think it's supposed to be some type of drinking game. One drink every time it lines up on someone's face, two drinks when it lands on a cop's face, and three whenever it aligns with a cop who already has a moustache. When Tony originally told me about this, I asked him what happens when the moustache lines up on the mask of Jason Voorhees. And he told me that everyone watching just goes apeshit.
So. Having the slightly addled sense of humor I've possessed for the entirety of my life, I thought this was the funniest shit I have ever heard of in my life. But, I'm also the same person (there seems to be one in every group), who whenever they announce they have a new joke to tell, the rest of their companions collectively (and loudly) groan. Personally, I think I'm fucking hilarious. The Engineer doesn't always agree with this assessment.
One night, while we were particularly inebriated, the Engineer and I decided to stick a moustache on the screen of our television. I was watching the remake of Night of the Living Dead at the time, and the next hour or so was easily the most I'd laughed in a long, long time. We left the moustache on the television for a few days, making semi-serious jokes about just leaving it there for good. It would certainly make watching the news a bit more upbeat.
Saturday night, Mister Kyle came over- a filmmaker, teacher in a performing arts high school, and one of our close friends. Mister Kyle has a similar sense of humor to mine (much to the sad-tromboning of the Engineer) and we revel in trying to top one another with showing the worst movies we can find to each other. It was decided on Saturday that a round of The Moustache Game while watching Twilight was in order, since Kyle hadn't seen it yet and was curious about how bad it actually was.
The first one that landed was surprisingly good:
You wouldn't believe how the Moustache will begin taunting you by being almost. in. fucking. position.
Aaaaaand, we win the fucking jackpot:
P.S.
This movie is SO wretched that I want to buy the frigging special edition director's cut, if and when it ever comes out.
tony_s introduced me to something a friend of his does that I have started calling The Mustache Game.See, every time during the year when Friday the 13th rolls around, this guy throws a Friday the 13thmarathon. He makes a fake mustache, sticks it randomly somewhere on the screen, and presto! Instant Mustache Game.
I think it's supposed to be some type of drinking game. One drink every time it lines up on someone's face, two drinks when it lands on a cop's face, and three whenever it aligns with a cop who already has a moustache. When Tony originally told me about this, I asked him what happens when the moustache lines up on the mask of Jason Voorhees. And he told me that everyone watching just goes apeshit.
So. Having the slightly addled sense of humor I've possessed for the entirety of my life, I thought this was the funniest shit I have ever heard of in my life. But, I'm also the same person (there seems to be one in every group), who whenever they announce they have a new joke to tell, the rest of their companions collectively (and loudly) groan. Personally, I think I'm fucking hilarious. The Engineer doesn't always agree with this assessment.
One night, while we were particularly inebriated, the Engineer and I decided to stick a moustache on the screen of our television. I was watching the remake of Night of the Living Dead at the time, and the next hour or so was easily the most I'd laughed in a long, long time. We left the moustache on the television for a few days, making semi-serious jokes about just leaving it there for good. It would certainly make watching the news a bit more upbeat.
Saturday night, Mister Kyle came over- a filmmaker, teacher in a performing arts high school, and one of our close friends. Mister Kyle has a similar sense of humor to mine (much to the sad-tromboning of the Engineer) and we revel in trying to top one another with showing the worst movies we can find to each other. It was decided on Saturday that a round of The Moustache Game while watching Twilight was in order, since Kyle hadn't seen it yet and was curious about how bad it actually was.
The first one that landed was surprisingly good:
You wouldn't believe how the Moustache will begin taunting you by being almost. in. fucking. position.
Aaaaaand, we win the fucking jackpot:
P.S.
This movie is SO wretched that I want to buy the frigging special edition director's cut, if and when it ever comes out.
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I think you should have to do Das Boot if it lines up with Jason's face. :)
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But still. I love me some Robert Pattinson. I can't help it. too fucking hot.
yay cliches!
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But I love the game Idea.. I smell audio books and a bottle of Jamesons..;)
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I MUST do this.
I do however fear I will start playing this game in my head while at work...
mustache rides again
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I love this. Makes me want to rent Twilight and try!
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