“I’ll go next,” Henderson spoke up from the top bunk as he prepared to down a shot of whiskey. “I’m on seventeen no-fly lists for what Interpol calls the Sandpaper Dildo Incident, I spent a year in Nicaragua shoving stolen gold up my asshole to smuggle it across borders, and I’m allergic to polka.”

Wendy stared blankly for a long minute before answering. “I… really hope those are all lies.”

Henderson paused midway through his third shot. “Shit, I was supposed to lie?”

- FreestyleKneepad's Round 1