Seth and I were playing "Everything, Everything, Everything" the other afternoon when we had a few minutes to kill before we caught the bus. It's like "Rock, Paper, Scissors" only you can say, well - everything. Anything. When we first started playing a few years ago, someone would usually choose something very destructive - nuclear bomb, etc. We've been playing for a while now, so it's become a more subtle and refined contest. If it's not immediately obvious who wins - like "steamroller vs. corn chip", you have to argue why your choice would win.
In one of the rounds, we had "ant vs. velociraptor", and Seth convincingly argued why the ant would be the victor - it's so small, it could just squeeze between the velociraptor's toes and drive him crazy. Wait - do velociraptors even have toes? Hmmm - I might have been duped, there.
It's really fun, too, to see the hand symbols we come up with for our chosen thing.
Anyway, our final round: fists poised, smacking into our open palms: "Everything, everything, everything, shoot!" I made a small rectangle with my middle fingers and thumbs, Seth pretended to eat.
"A very addictive TV show."
"How ironic. Mine is Cheetos."
We called it a draw.