sting pong. the game is thus. play ping pong like a regular person. everytime you lose a point, doff your shirt and face the back wall. opponent gets a free shot at your exposed back (face front if you're a real man). hit, *sting*, repeat. sounds fun doesn't it? the unquestioned king of sting pong is mr hongshin pan. as with every racket sport, hong dominates all. after playing three opponents he'd scored dozens of hits while receiving maybe eight stings in return. i personally (i who sucks hardcore at ping pong) got him maybe three and a half times to twenty. the sound of a ping pong ball -- which can be hit surprisingly fast -- smacking flesh is quite rawkus. the welts left behind? quite mean looking. but the fun is really in the anticipation of getting hit. as you face the wall, you wait and wait to see if your opponent hits or misses. it's like facing a firing squad but maybe a bazillion times less lethal. but it still hurts. yeah.



the co-ed sting pong starts next week. girls, come on over.