This post is LONG overdue, since it happened a couple of months ago, but that won’t make it any less special. After being in South Africa for a couple of weeks and making BFFs with Tfaith’s Cape Town posse, we both realized that none of them had ever played Power Hour before. As blasphemous as that was, we decided that we had to pick a special night to de-virginize them to the drinking game.
We picked the night of a BBQ. We were celebrating Zezia’s birthday that night and Tfaith figured it would be the perfect night to show Cape Town how to do Power Hour.
It. Was. So. Epic.
That night, before anything, consisted of a lot of good food. Seriously, I still remember this food. It was so delicious that we overstuffed ourselves, which is not a smart thing to do before power hour.
But we powered on.
I remember getting to 60 shots and thinking “I can totally keep going” back in the day.
Actually Katherine, Aaron and I easily made it to 100.
It was way different this time.
We no longer had those college livers.
The following pictures are what Tfaith and I do when drunk.
Dance to The Neverending Story Theme song.
I miss traveling.