It's close to midnight
And something evil's lurking
In the dark
Under the moonlight
You see a sight
That almost stops your heart
You try to scream
But terror takes the sound
Before you make it
You start to freeze
As horror looks you
Straight between the eyes
You're paralyzed'Cause this is thriller
Thriller night
And no one's gonna save you
From the beast about to strike
You know it's thriller
Thriller night
You're fighting for your life
Inside a killer
Thriller
TonightLucas and Graham faced off across the table, the rest of the Islanders rooting on their favorite. Graham laughed heartily, "Okay frat boy....MY turn now, time to take you down."
Henrik slapped his friend goodnaturedly on the shoulder laughing, "you're not going to let him get away with that, are you buddy?"
Lucas smiled and shook his head, "not to worry Hen, his form is off... I think you've already played a few too many rounds Graham. If you'd been in MY frat you'd have learned to stop while you're ahead."
"Alright alright," Kassam jokingly mediated on the mic, "Let's get this show on the road you lot! The audience is getting restless. Ladies and gentlemen, we are at Lucas with 5 of his original cups remaining against Graham with 4. Graham! You're up."
Graham postured again, enjoying his buzz and entertaining the crowd. "OK! Watch and learn, my friends! Watch. And. Learn."
Stepping into position he rolled his shoulders, lined up his shot, then just when he was about to lob his pong ball Lucas interrupted raising an eyebrow and using his best smug tone... "Using an underhand form? Tsk Tsk Tsk... how absolutely Sorority Sister of you."
Graham gritted his teeth, and taking the bait changed to overhand, leaning over the table accidentally and letting the ball go before realizing his mistake."
"BUUUZZZZZZ" Kassam interrupted with the loud sound effect. "OHHHH! Graham with the lean over foul! PENALTY! Pick a cup and drink my friend!"
Henrik addressed the former islanders, "I thought fishermen were supposed to put OUT the bait.... Not TAKE it!" The group laughed as he and Lucas fist bumped.
"CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!" The islanders cheered."
"Well played you two!" Graham drank from the red solo cup shaking his head and chortling along, raising his hand just in time to catch his ball Lucas tossed to him and dipping it in the water cup to clean it off.
"Lads and ladies, that brings the table to Graham's 3 remaining cups to Lucas' 5... Lucas it's your turn!" Kassam announced over the mic. "Whenever you're ready!"
Quick as a flash, Lucas did an overhand bounce shot, neatly landing his ball in Graham's front cup before Graham could react to try and block it.
The crowd erupted noisily into whoops and cheers! Graham looked incredulously back at Lucas shaking his head in disbelief, then removed Lucas' ball and drank from the cup.
"CHUG, CHUG, CHUG!" the islanders yelled cheering him on.
Graham lobbed Lucas' ball back to him and drank down the beer in the second bonus cup earned by Lucas' bounce shot, as Lucas caught his ball and rinsed it off in the water.
"GOOD GOD ISLANDERS! NOW THAT'S FRAT BOY PONG SKILLS RIGHT THERE!" Kassam added to the festivities. "Graham is now down to 1 single cup to Lucas' 5!! Can he make up ground? Graham, you're up!"
Graham swayed a bit, he'd been dominating at beer pong for the last several hours and it was starting to show. He lined up, deciding to try his own bounce shot to even up the score, only to have Lucas effortlessly bat the ball away.
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