T.O.'s House

So we packed up KG's car and squeezed in for our retreat to Todd's house an hour north of NYC.



First stop: Alcohol Outlet





Then we quickly discussed a gameplan, grabbed several giant pizzas, and caravaned it up into the woods.




Once there we prepared food and drink.



And commenced an epic 2-hour 12-person game of Cranium.



My team, DK and the Nindians (Near-Indians), consisting of Mark, Felix, Munish and me, was victorious.

Following this there was Beirut...



Random basement shenanigans...




Wine-bag slapping...




Oh and if you have ever wondered what it would look like if you were playing beirut on a collapsible table and some retard kicked out the legs on one side, you can admire Felix's handiwork below:



Think that was the end of the foolishness?

Think again.

I'm not sure how this started, or who started it, but somehow a sprint-and-slide contest started.

People would start from the far end of the house (kitchen) and sprint through the dining room and living room and then slide across the floor on their socks as far/fast as they could.

..............

Sprint...



Slide.



Sprint...



Slide.



And then I think we added-in a human bowling component.





You can see how this probbbbbably isn't going to end well...



Yup. The slides got a little more and more out of control...




Until Nick went one last time...



And his foot ended up in the wall.







Needless to say, that was the end of Sprint-and-Slide.

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We moved on to tamer activities, like scouring the house for embarrassing photos of young Todd.




And messing with those who were first to pass out. (And in Todd's parents' bed.)







Felix passed out half on the floor half in the crack of the couch.



Late-nighters hit the hot tub.






Awesome time.

Thank you T.O.!