In the end, Team NoJenny won! (Meredith decided to represent for Jenny by popping out her knockers!). After Cranium, we all hung out for a while and then someone noticed that Meredith had disappeared. When Meredith disappears from a party, it's usually because...
Karen, Sarah, and Jenny started out as a team, but about 15 minutes in the game, Jenny got a red-card for being too drunk to understand how the game was played. This was also the night that Jenny coined a phrase that I still happily use on a weekly basis. During one of the challenges where Sarah was required to draw a picture and get her teammates to guess a clue, Jenny watched her draw and started yelling out guesses. "Uh....it's FEET! Uhhhhh. Uhhhhh. Hmmmm. Oh! Feet! No, VAGINA! OH, FEET!"
Sarah using Meredith as a puppet! (PS - Check out Meredith's sweet-ass souvenir shirt from Stingray City! This was her favorite shirt, but then two days later, Steve Irwin was killed by a stingray and she was like "Fuck, now I can't wear it because people are going to think I'm being smarmily-ironic about his death!" Hahaha).
Me showing off my mad-crazy Cranium sculpting skillz! The clue was "afro" so I made a little dude with an afro and put a lil' pic in his hair and Brandon totally guessed correctly!
Talk about a perfect Sunday! We ended the night with ANOTHER Cranium party at my apartment. Here's Siege making Grant his puppet bitch in a rousing round of Sideshow (where you have to get your team to guess a clue by using your teammate's arms and legs to act out charades!) Happy July 2006!
Afterwards, Grant made his French-face (aka "What eez zee poin?"), which spawned a whole conversation about the other types of things that characterize different stereotypes. So we decided to have everyone try to represent their heritage in a photo!
On Sunday night, the gang came over to our apartment to play some Cranium. Siege got a "Sense-o-sketch" question (that's where you have to draw with your eyes closed) and made the mistake of blindfolding himself with his own hat! An action that left him vulnerable to...
Here's Cat acting out a "Cameo" question (that's where you have to get your team to guess the answer by doing charades). I have no idea what she's acting out in this pic.
Grant's the master of the sensosketch! Check out what he drew to get Catrinel to successfully guess the clue "BRAIN STORM!" Keep in mind, he drew this with his eyes closed! (Yes, we watched him carefully! Because, despite all his talent, NOBODY likes to cheat at Cranium more than Grant.) Hahaha.
And here they are doing "Sensosketch!" That's where you have to get your teammate to guess the answer by drawing on a piece of paper with your eyes CLOSED!
Oh, snap! Looks like they got a "Sculptorades" question! That's where you have to try to get your teammate to guess the answer to a question by sculpting it out of Cranium Clay with no talking, letters, or gestures! And the answer is...
After dinner, we put Pauline and Grammy Pam into a cab back to their hotel, met up with Catrinel and Meredith, and headed back to my apartment for a game of Cranium!
The first night Joey and I made the mistake of playing teams boys vs. girls. We got our asses handed to us and were hardly halfway around the board when the ladies won. (Look how intense my expression is. When I play Cranium, I play to win.)
After a little bit of drinking and various other card games, we decided it would be fun to play "Truth or Dare." I chose "Dare" (hoping that someone would dare me to hook up with one of the girls), but instead I got "dared" to let the girls put make up on me. It was like 8th grade all over again.
Here she is again acting out another "Star Performer." This one was for "I Shot the Sheriff." See? That's her shooting the sheriff (But, yo, straight up...she did not shoot no deputy.)
Hardee-har-har. So now I'm wearing girly make-up and I figure that if I choose "dare" again, they'll reward me for being a good sport and this time I'll get to make out. Too bad I was half right. They wanted me to make out, but they wanted me to make out with Joey. When I informed them that I wouldn't kiss him with tongue, the girls conferred in the corner and then came back to announce that in lieu of us kissing, they'd decided that they'd prefer to watch us have what they called "A Sword-fight."
For a brief moment, it sounded like a win-win alternative until I realized that there were no actual swords in the vicinity.
