So I'm at the bar with my sexy boyfriend the other day and he asks the two bartenders if they've ever played "Wizard Staff." Instantly I'm like, ew babe! these people are going to think you're some sort of sex offender, what in god's name is wizard staff? Turns out it has nothing to do with clanking penises together, it's the ideal drinking challenge and a fantastic party/conversation starter.
You drink canned beer all night and every time you finish one, you duct tape your new beer on top of your empty. Then you just keep building up and up. Like so:
Fuckin awesome, right??? So imagine after like 7 or 8 beers, this thing gets pretty tall. I whacked one of my friends in the boob, someone else took it in the face. But after a while you can conveniently just hold your wizard staff and its at like, hip level. I am in love with this game. It also allows people to see what a testosterone fueled male I am when it comes to pounding down the high lifes. I'm like oh, how does your third wine cooler taste? I'm on like, my 10th beer. Don't believe me? Count my friggen staff. More beers=more wisdom.
Fair warning about this game, besides accidentally tapping all your friends bum bums. If you've seen Borat once or 15 times, this game's name might slip off your tongue as "wizard sleeve." I think I said that a few times last night. "I'm playing wizard sleeve you guys!!!" No. Wrong. No gaping vaginas here. Just a party trick that would make Dumbledore proud. RIP.
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