After having just met for the first time mere hours before we ended up in the drunken state that so often precipitates...

War of Escalating

drunken

Dares

Dare #

1. Charlie Fish dared King Mouse to join in the War of Escalating Dares. (He did.)

Video proof here!

2. King Mouse dared Metatron to get three random drinks. (She got three shots of Cointreau.)


3. Charlie Fish dared Metatron to fraudulently use his card to pay for the random drinks. (The bar staff did not let her forge his signature, so she had to use his pin number instead.)

Watch her fraudulent ways here! ..then call the police.

4. Metatron dared Charlie Fish and King Mouse to arm wrestle. (Charlie Fish won, though it was a hard-fought battle.)

See the almighty beat down here!

5. King Mouse dared Charlie Fish to talk in a bad American accent for the rest of the night. (He did, ranging from Bostonian to Texan to Californian.)

No offence is meant here!

6. Charlie Fish dared King Mouse to go to the toilet - in the Ladies. (He did, and left the toilet seat up.)



7. King Mouse dared Metatron to go to the toilet - in the Gents. (She did, and washed her hands too.)


8. Metatron dared Charlie Fish to chat up the guy with the tie at the bar. (His name was Fremont, he came from Germany.)

Hot german chatting up action in a bad american accent which you cant really hear!

9. Charlie Fish dared Meta tron to answer absolutely honestly whatever questions he and Mouse came up with (in turns) She did, (but the answers aren't for delicate ears/eyes.)

10. Metatron dared King Mouse to temporarily strip off his top half. (He did, and was asked by a passer-by to "put your t-shirt on, love".)


11. King Mouse dared Charlie to dance for one minute in the bus shelter. (He did. While listening to the music lowteck had previously provided for the dance shelter that just happened to be on Mouse's ipod)


Homage to the dance shelter is finally here!

At this point the pub closed and we went home, swearing to each other that we would meet again...


And meet again we would....


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Mouse recollects what happened next..
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So of course, we did then meet again, for a day of games and adventure around London..



...which lead to an afternoon, evening and night of debauchery at a nearby pub.

Much drinking was to be had and games were rocked out. Chess, Draughts and random card games. Oh yes it was indeed a raucous affair. One thing lead to another and several of us found ourselves sitting with piles of ripped paper with random amounts of money written on them. A game of Poker was afoot. And i was ready for some hustling. Quickly i began to amass a good chip lead and to force the heroic Mr Fish into a corner. The night pushed on and the alcohol and surreality of the day kicked in. People were producing more fake money by the minute through the use of biro and paper. Then it just became plain silly. People were betting random business cards in their wallets, papers signing away their souls, photographs of random friends. The barman seemed unimpressed.

Somewhere amidst all this, possibly even the catalyst for it all, were several standoffs between Myself and Mr Fish. Across the table we sat, our cards held close to our bosoms. Everyone else had folded and i stared into the eyes of a man on the edge. He saw me, and raised me a dare. Sweat dripped down my brow, jeers from the crowd forced us on.

I saw his dare and double dared him.



Cheers from the crowd. He met my double dare, and time came to lay down!



Score another for the Mouse. My three twos trashed his whole pile of nothing. Though you have to admire the cheek of a man who can basically throw himself into a dare such as Mr Fish betting on his big pile of nothing.

Fool.

The dare was a simple, yet escalating one. Go to the local Goth bar, bring us back a bonafide Goth, and rock out with him for a minute. And so Mr Fish did. And my word it was a sight to behold. (Apologies, for lack of proof here. There is word that Minka tron may hold such evidence, I on the other hand managed to 'pull a p00n' and delete the video i took.) Here is the Goth - Mink


Several minutes later the man himself returned, with not one, but two, true blue (black) goths in tow. And together they rocked it out for a full three minutes. Fish was then carried off by them back to their bar where he was forced to do other acts in reparations. Eventually he was returned to us and provided us with their flier. Apparently they are part of a band called Necrosadistic Goat Torture.



You should probably go check them out on myspace immediately.

I will if you will.

The night wore on, and pretty soon we found ourselves in another duel of cards. Was Fish actually holding a hand this time? He was surely out for revenge for the earlier gothtastic mashout we forced upon him. Could i hold my steel against him? What was he holding.. the sweat appeared again (ok thats a lie, i have an alright poker face, sweat is not an option, i was of course bringing my A game). The tension was high. Dares, Double Dares.. and we threw down..

His hand stood strong, but couldnt compare to my Flush. So now came the hard part... Escalation. Its a tricky business.. coming up with torturous dares always bigger than the last, always knowing that sooner or later you'll have to pay the piper and get more than you dish out. Thus more drinking was had, and more musing on what we could get the great man that is Charlie Fish, to do. Finally we concocted a plan, and very shortly we found ourselves standing in the top floor of a local high market sex shop.

Kids in a candy store.. well perhaps not Mr Fish who seemed somewhat apprehensive.



Would we dare him to wear a baby blue garter to his wedding? A lovingly hand crafted chastity device?

On a tight budget, Fish presented us with the cheapest thing to be found in the shop.. Unfortunately, upon enlightening him that it was to adorn both the meat -and- the veg.. it was returned to the rail. Size matters ladies and gentlemen.



Finally a product was found that seemed fitting.

Hot transaction action!



Later on in a nearby seedy alley, the plan was put into action.. cue a lovely movie that im sure we will all treasure for years to come.

Look at all that hair!

The dare went that Charlie was to return home that night, and await his beloved fiancee in bed, and ask her to remove them with her teeth. We shall leave it up to you all to wonder the truth of that night.



The war is now in temporary armistice as Fish and the now Mrs Fish go off together to some far exotic lands. But rest assured that such a battle shall not rest. Sooner or later there will be revenge.