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"Below Deck" Drinking Game
LEVEL: Tipsy
DRINK WHEN:
Kat is shown drinking
Anyone talks shit about Adrienne
Anyone smokes a cigarette
CJ takes his shirt off
Ben cooks a dish he’s never made before
Dave mentions Trevor
Sam cracks a joke
Ben is cocky
A guest asks for something ridiculous (i.e. a wedding)
Adrienne cries (drink twice)
FINISH YOUR DRINK WHEN: The crew gets a tip over 10%, or if Lee parties with the crew
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"Million Dollar Listing: Los Angeles" Drinking Game
LEVEL: DRUNK.
DRINK WHEN:
A client tries to oversell the property
A client refuses to take an offer
A client is FUCKING CRAZY
Heather is mentioned
Heather dresses like a slut (drink twice)
Josh Altman and Madison fight
Josh Flagg is wearing glasses
The property has 5+ baths or 4+ bedrooms
Josh Altman acts like a douchebag
Josh Flagg talks about Edith
Josh Flagg is especially fabulous
A realtor holds a particularly lavish open house
There is a close-up of a dog
Madison hates on little dogs
FINISH YOUR DRINK WHEN: Any realtor makes a deal over $10,000,000
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MySpace pic with the lantern that fell into the backyard and freaked us all out.
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You know Erin and I just saw a random open door in our house and searched the house with knives in our hands and 911 dialed.
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Real-time Roommate: Erin
Hi, this is my first post. I'm Erin, I'm 19 but I'll be 20 in October. October 5th. Accepting gifts, cash only.
Mood: In Limbo
I don't know how to feel, so my only real option is to not feel. But then I feel happy that I'm not sad and don't care...paradox??
I don't know what that meant either.
Xoxo erin
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