If you follow me on Twitter, you might recall my tweets last Thursday about getting hammered in Oakland and playing Mortal Kombat. This was, in fact, for work. Viking warlord Blake Morse asked me to be his new drinking buddy/co-host for Game Revolution's semi-regular Drunk Game Review.
For this special occasion, we made a drink called a Fatality, which tasted like eating a handful of Skittles and then vomiting while being punched in your mouth. I don't recommend it. Unless you're a professional computer games journalism guy like me.