Not only do I park on the driveway to accomodate Hubb's ping pong arena, but I actually had to be home the day his World Championship table tennis table was specially drop-shipped from China. A few years ago, he and his friends began attending Beer Pong tournaments, enjoying themselves thoroughly. Because our home table is his baby (might as well be for as much as he has invested in it & the requisite high tech paddles), he would never dream of hosting beer pong here at the house. Now I know what to get him for his next birthday, and how to theme the party: Beer Pongpalloza! He'll be so stoked!
Every guy I knew in college was OBSESSED with beer pong (never saw the fun in it myself...but then again, I hate beer).
ReplyDeleteI love that table though -- the pro-sports style insignia is hilarious!
Averill - I cracked up when I saw it. They have all kinds of designs, from the pink Hawaiian hibiscus style for the ladies to the cosmos for our scientific pongging friends. Personally, I'd rather do laundry than drink beer or play ping pong. Boring, more boring, and of course most boring in that order!
ReplyDeleteKitty-I'd rather have root canal than drink beer or play ping pong. LOL
ReplyDeleteSR2: a root canal is a good alternative to having to play beer pong. Of course, if you came to Hubb's party, we could retire to my music room to talk about chinoiserie!
ReplyDeleteKitty-Now you are speaking my language!
ReplyDeleteGreat idea!
ReplyDeleteVisiting your blog for the first time after seeing your comment on my Coco+Kelley vacation post - thanks!
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