We had some properly funny games last night. Dave managed to evade me (as Jason) by running around a table for 10 minutes and while I was after him the other counsellors were peppering me with projectiles and smacking me. It was quite the frustrating experience.
I was sneaking about as Jason trying to convince other counsellors that I too was also a counsellor that needed kindly assistance and could they please unlock the door but none of the fuckers would let me in. Except PussyBreaker who just wanted me to strangle her while calling me Daddy. That was odd.
I then became the invincible, the incredible, the ladies man, the man with the slippery tongue, the man that saves the day, Tommy Jarvis. Of course I saved the day.
Well, after I let Jason savage Myp. Natch. Then he killed me too.
Myp had a go as Tommy Jarvis. He spent his time riding up and down the coast shouting meekly to people to come and join him. Clearly he didn’t want to actually help because 3 minutes later he just fucked off without anyone else...Winning The Whole Game.
I haven’t laughed so hard in ages.