The rented Karaoke machine went to good use, as Chanel had her rock star debut to No Doubt's Spiderwebs
Ace Bar) and luckily found a table pretty quickly at the packed Bohemian Hall. Signs around the beer garden say 'No Beer Games Allowed', however, laying conspicuously on our bench was a laminated sheet of beer games instructions to Asshole and FOTCH (Kings). If this is not an invitation to play beer games, I don't know what is.
It's a good thing Hannah and I came prepared with two decks of cards (two is key if you plan on incorporating a beer game within a beer game... explain that Christopher Nolan). And so the 3-hour game of FOTCH begins! FOTCH is basically Kings (possibly King in German?) but the difference is you have to say 'FOTCH' before you drink, meaning this game is way cooler than Kings (by the way, King in German is Konig, not FOTCH). Maybe because it sounds like another commonly used curse word or is one syllabic making it easier to scream/yell or just sounds great when yelled at a beer garden, FOTCH proved to be an awesome drinking game.
My rule: Face card = Ben takes photo with woman older than him ("Is the joke on me?")
Best part about Bohemian Hall is the beer--Staropramen, Frankenstein, Krusovice, Oktoberfest--great choices for beer games
Somehow we managed to top FOTCH with probably the most successful game of Thumper ever (It was during this game that a security guard reminded us there are no beer games allowed). That didn't stop the rave, utter milking, money shot, cougar, percussion hands, dive, dead robot, patty cake, elbows and palm tree from continuing. Guess who had what signal in the photo below. I want to say Sean & Noah's are pretty obvious.
I think the night was officially over when we ordered 75 soy garlic korean fried chicken wings in K-Town and had about 30 left. A sign we had lost our game.