OH, HELLO!
I love adventure. I love adrenaline. I love having fun. I love being uncomfortable. I love making stories. So, if you're curious about what this looks like then you're on the right page.
CANT MAKE THIS UP...
WHAT ARE THE ODDS?
Here's how the game works:
What are the Odds is a simple game where you dare another player to do a ridiculous task. One player asks another how likely they are to complete a dare, and then the second player picks a number between 2 and whatever limit they set for themselves for a number range. Both players then choose a number within the range. On the count of 3, the players say their number. If you say the same number, the person who was dared must follow through with it!
REAL MEN WEAR PINK
His name is Joseph Handy. He is a man despite...the pink skirt. Okay, let me debrief. My dorm hall at college, Marian Hall, has a community donation bin where girls can empty out their closets and get rid of things that are free to everyone else. Anyways, Joseph and I passed the bin and were horrified at the sight of a pink tool skirt. And the worst part was the length. The awkward length that falls at the shin.
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Me: "Odds you wear that skirt tomorrow?"
Him:"50"
Us: "3...2...1.......47"
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The next day for Joseph Handy was a hood-up kinda day full of catcalls.
TABLE TALK
This story is set in Franciscan Antonian Hall during Late Night. I played with Amelia Kehoe. A wild one full of laughs and deep thoughts. Anyways, I dared her to go up to an occupied table across the cafeteria and bend down and tickle the top of the table saying in a voice like talking to a dog "who's a good table?." We played Odds, and she lost!! Muah ha ha ha ha. But did she do it? NO.
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A note for future players: NEVER play Odds if you aren't actually willing to complete the dare.
DO 5 APPLES A DAY KEEP THE DOCTOR AWAY?
This is another Late Night story. Caf apples are the BEST! Tonight, they had the HUGE granny smith apples that are so sour and tangy. Yummy. I asked Izzy, "What are the odds you eat 5 apples?"
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Now, the problem here is her response: "1 out of 5". Or maybe the problem is that she doesn't understand that I can read the minds of my victims. So what happens next? We both say 5 hehe. So she sat there for an hour while she finished eating her apples.
HISTORY OFÂ CRANBERRY JUICE
Shenanigans tend to spring from the Caf. "Paul, what are the odds you go up to that (random) guy and BS a story about the history of cranberry juice." This poor man probably just wanted to sit and sip his juice in his isolated corner, but no, by the fate of chance, Paul had to bother him and give him a lesson. Paul was there for a couple of minutes. And he is leaning in very intimately and throwing in hand gestures. That's the quality of 'Odds' we are looking for!
OOPS. I DROPPED MY PHONE IN THE WATERFALL.
There is a 40ft waterfall in Houghton where people jump in for a bit of adrenaline. It seemed that everyone else enjoyed it just as much because if you came at the wrong time, there would be 30 other people there. Well, this story is set during the 'wrong time' and, yes, there were 30 others there. To spare your fright, Bridget's phone completely died on this trip. No way to revive it. DNR. "Odds you drop your phone over the cliff?" "Ha! 1 out of 1". This was a mere prank to everyone else. So she drew attention to herself and then "accidentally" dropped her phone over the edge and when in hysterics. Everyone was in shock. She played it off the rest of our time there.
'HIPPIE' LOOKS GOOD ON SOME...
So...you know how this game works at this point. I challenge someone, win, and they are left in humiliation. Well, the outcome this time of this was for Luke to wear whatever clothes I wanted him to (no cross-dressing). So I picked from my wardrobe, which includes very eccentric pieces. So I picked a very large tie-die shirt and flowy salmon (argued to be pink)Â and he had to wear that ALL DAY including his classes, a sports meeting, and to the cafeteria. Since I didn't have access to his shoes, I told him to pick any shoe that we wanted. AND HE PICKED THE WORST ONES. Personally, I believe the sock/shoe option he picked was the worst part.
YOU LIKE PIE?
Poor Brody. Everyone picks on him. I think it's safe to say that he actually enjoys it, though. Anyways, I was talking with Brody (in the caf as usual) and we see pies for dessert. "I kinda want to smash one in your face but I couldn't do that to you." "Claire, I will let you do it." "What no! Okay, Roddy, you smash a pie in Brody's face. Lets play odds for it!"
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I think if I remember correctly, we played odds like 4 times until we got the same number. So Brody was destined for a facial.
BITE THE BEANIE!
While at the March for Life, everyone was wearing beanies. Do you ever get tempted to just...I don't know...bite someone's beanie ball? Yeah, me either. But I just wanted to see David do it. So, he lost odds after setting his odds to 50. Yeah, sometimes I am a legend in this game. Beware if you play with me.
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He had many attempts, but couldn't get the right angle to finesse it. Finally, he found someone short enough to get a good nibble. And he got away with it without the victim knowing.
MY REVENGE
At this point, it seems like I always win and never lose. Yes, until...
"Claire. Odds you kiss Craig through the window?" Fast forward from me losing to me having to kiss Craig through the window. Despite us being separated by a window, I still felt very uncomfortable. So now, let me tell you the worst part. David has a laser engraver where you can upload a photo and engrave a piece of wood. Very cool, until he pauses the video at the moment Craig and I 'kiss', screenshot and engraves heart-shaped wooden pictures of Craig and me kissing. And of course, you cant see that there is glass there...
