Was the name of the game at a party I recently went to - one of the organisers being my god mother. The party had her signature all over it. It's been awhile since I've mingled with so many old white people at a party. I noticed there was quite a bit of academic bashing i.e. academics suck. It felt like my kind of gentle crowd in that sense.
Topic: On geriatric parties, ducking and hiding (Read 1934 times)