I came across this picture by happenstance. It's a famous prohibition era photo that has done more to hurt the movement then Al Gore did to hurt Global Warming.

But my instinct tells me that there's a fun game here:



How many beers (or your libation of choice) would it take to make each of these lips touchable?

Optional Rule: Put them in order of “doability”.

The contenders are:

A: Yo Mama
B: One Eyed Janet
C: Auntie Em's grandma
D: Um…I think that's Bob Hope
E: The mummy of Cleopatra
F: Jobbette the Hutt
G: Aunt “Heavy” Flo
H: Swinging Suzie
I: The evil stepmother from Cinderella
J: Lefty Lucy

Oh man, that cant be real…can it?
Must have been a conspiracy by beer companies to get us all drinking!

Maybe its a very subtle reversal by the anti drink people.
Showing you the dangers of beer goggles might put you off drinking!

I am sure that picture must be a piss take.
People in the 1930's probably had more sense of humour than we give them credit for.

I think it was an ad campaign by Coors.

It's a real image. “C” is actually Carry Nation, who was famous for carrying around a hatchet to destroy bottles of booze.

If you want to see a lot of really undesirable chicks, Google “Women's Christian Temperance Union” and check the images.

I fear the amount of alcohol I would have to take would render me in such a state that the sex would classify as them raping me.

As is often the case my instincts are dead wrong.

Nobody wants to play this game.

Oh well.

Me and you had a lot of fun with it though! So not a total failure.
I enjoyed it!


Its weird sometimes what people comment on with this forum.
Some stuff that I think is interesting gets totally over looked, while other stuff that I thought was weird or obscure, people go nuts for.

I would play but before i got drunk enough to do any of them brewers droop would save the day.

Roughly translated, there ain't enough beer in the world.

Genejoke the bar is too low here.
They all start at “so drunk I am unconcious”.

Okay.

Although I think you guys have sorta lost the point of the game. Its not how many beers would it take to plow em, it's how many beers to touch their lips.

Even so, it's proven that guys will plow any willing hole, as long as their friends don't know about it.

OPTIONAL RULE! PUT THEM IN ORDER OF DOABILITY! No junk answers like “I wouldn't do any of em”, cuz if you were trapped on an island with only these women, you and I both know you'd be chasing em up and down the beach.

Don't deny it, you would. I've seen the chick you took to the prom.