YHC stole Frac Sac’s thunder, so he had to produce. So for the second-to-gloomiest Mothership, and expecting Reluctant Yankee to show up, YHC had an homage to Side Effects and Bubba with a tip to YHC’s first Q at the Birdcage (45 minutes of Mary). After a lame disclaimer, the PAX were off to the Peristyle for the first Circle of Pain, where YHC produced not one, but two decks of cards:
- SSHs 52xIC (Rudy, clever guy that he is, had lots of Mumblechatter for this)
- Imperial Walkers 30xIC
- Low Slow Squats 29.75xIC, with a segue into
- Squat Pulses 10xIC
- Peter Parkers 25xIC
- Mountain Climbers 25xIC
- Parker Peters 25xIC
- Merkins 25xIC (get those justifiers and chests to the ground, gentlemen)
The Deck of Death. Let the games begin. Les jeux sont faits. Alea iacta est. Yada, yada, yada. Spades were burpees, hearts were real Freddy Mercuries, diamonds were jump squats and clubs were merkins. For the two jokers, a tip to Side Effects: balls to the wall on the columns in the Peristyle for twice as many BTTW merkins as the last card (one was a Queen, the other a six). The PAX had the choice of letting Aces be one or thirteen (or, if Reluctant Yankee had been here, I suppose, fifteen); the PAX chose poorly: it was only one. So that was 91 burpees, 91 dying cockroaches, 91 jump squats, 91 regular merkins and 36 BTTW merkins.
For a breather, the PAX moseyed around the great lawn for round two of the Deck of Death along the benches in front of the Peristyle. Clubs were box jumps, diamonds were dips, hearts were crunchy frogs and spades were sprints across the Great Lawn (run past the number of the palm trees equal to the spade drawn). The PAX got through only 24 cards before Rudy started to kvetch about the approaching hour, so the PAX finished off with 30 dying cockroaches, one for each remaining card.
[Note to self: to finish two decks, the Q probably needs one round to be Mary with little to no pausing for the six.] Back to the flag for announcements and COT. Thanks, PAX, for pushing this old guy, Jingle Vader
