Once upon a time bunch of people met in Colorado and got together everynight and played this dice game (Gabi, you'll go down in hystory for this one :)) called 6bash. Put together 10 people from all over sipping tea, coffee by the fireplace occasionally shouting out RATS! or equivalents in Spanish, Romanian, Thai, Korean, Czeck or Hungarian and you've got the picture. It was loads of laughs. But the game, wow, that was something. The greatest bluffing I've ever seen. And it wasn't me. :)
Mind reading, palms sweating (now, that was me!), begging (me, again!) for mercyyyy and eventualy the king's prize: the loosers duty. The idea of the "punishment" was generaly something that shocked the outsiders. Gabi, the initiator, lost the first round ever and had to dress up(hat, gloves, boots, snowboard - the whole thing) in the middle of the summer and go down at the main YMCA lodge and ask in a heavy Eastern European accent for slopes/snow info. Only in US people will candidly try to talk you out of it...she pulled a 30 minutes show...Happy trails, everyone!