2 Men Enter, 1 Man Leaves...
"Remember where you are. This is Thunderdome."

It is a time where nuclear war has erupted across the world, and the stable foundations of civilization have all but disappeared. In the wasteland that remains, a lone warrior named Mad Max stumbles across the seedy community of "Bartertown", founded and nominally run by a sadistic matriarch named Aunty Entity.
The controlled chaos of Bartertown is maintained by one inflexible law that states that no deal can be broken, no matter what. When those bonds of trust and honor are seemingly broken, the residents rely on one method of law enforcement: "Thunderdome", a gladiatorial-esque arena where conflicts are resolved, turning what is arguably a political assassination into a lawful act.
The rules of "Thunderdome" are simple:
"Two men enter. One man leaves."
In times of yore, when seemingly unresolvable conflicts would arise between the men of the Drunken Donkey, the only honorable way to sow the seeds of accord would be Thunderdome. The method was simple:
- Start a conversation which results in a conflict of opinion from which neither party will back down.
- When this conflict arises, one or both parties invokes "Thunderdome."
- Those present must form a ring of people approximately 10' in diameter.
- Give each spectator enough alcohol to last approximately 10-15 minutes.
- Break the ring long enough to let the two combatants enter the center.
- Give each man a beer, preferably in a yellow plastic Solo cup. Keep the keg and/or cases of beer just outside the circle.
- Start chanting, "Two men enter, one man leaves!" Repeat.
- Upon the start of the chant, both men must begin chugging beers. When one runs out, the nearest spectator must refill his cup and/or get him another beer. This continues non-stop until one combatant cannot withstand the sudden onslaught of the alcohol tidal wave and boots.
- The non-booter is declared the winner, and his viewpoint rules the day. Nothing more is ever to be said on the subject.
If the United Nations ever got wind of this idea, there would be no more war amongst countries.
You disagree? I invoke "Thunderdome."


1 Comments:
Joey,
I must make this one correction on your rules, in the interest of keeping things fair, just in case one of the Thunderdomers is a "state-school-kid". There must be a rule, which may vary, that ensures that both combatants consume alcohol at the same rate. Pitting an Irish (or Polish) Catholic kid from Notre Dame against a state-school-kid gives significant advantage to the state-school-kid, because he will typically consume his beer at about 1/3 the rate of the Domer. These rules can range from two beers per minute, to one beer every five minutes (though this panty-ass rule would typically be reserved to contests between two state-school-kids, especially two state-school-girls). Dome on.
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