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Socialtaire Strikes Back!

jackson published on March 6, 2009 in zeitgeist. 5 Comments Tags: , , , , , , .

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Just when you think the cat’s gone to sleep, Socialtaire comes roaring out of its den!

Socialtaire, the game where the goal is to make your opponent laugh so hard they cry is back, lovelies!
SuperForester Maaja in Kerala, India had the stones to challenge me to a game, and here are the results.

Maaja and Jackson before being MC’d:

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AND AFTER!

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HA HA HA HA HA! LOLve!

Strong, right?! Love this game!

Maaja used Photoshop to edit, and I used fotoflexer.com

So, who do you think is the winner? Who’s Mountain Catting prowess reigns supreme?

Vote in the comments.

Play Socialtaire, it will make you laugh.

For further info, read about Consent Pranking.

Two final things: If you’d like to challenge me or anyone else on Team SuperForest to a game of ‘Taire, simply email us @ superforestnyc(at)gmail(dot)com. Or leave your puny challenge in the comments.

AND, if I “win” this round of Socialtaire, Maaja has to make with the chutney recipe already.

LOVE!

SuperForest Slang: Consent Pranking

jackson published on January 15, 2009 in zeitgeist. 2 Comments Tags: , , , , , , , .

Hello All,

I was just thinking about Socialtaire and the way it adds an interesting spin to the concept of pranking. In my youth, pranking was what I lived for, but too often the pranking got out of hand and feelings were hurt, or eggs were needlessly tossed.

So the idea of a game based around a form of “Consent Pranking” in which the pranked party agrees to be pranked (i.e. Mountain Catted) in the hunt for lulz, is a very interesting new twist.

And because the name of the game is to get your opponent to laugh, the better the prank, the higher the chance for sincere peals of endless laughter following the reveal.

Interesting.

I hereby challenge any comer to a game of Socialtaire.
My headshot is ready, my wacom stylus is poised, and P’shop is running.

Who wants a taste?

I trust you completely.

Love,
Jackson