It is like the rules of the knife fight in "The Magnificent Seven"
Like with James Coburn…….
There are no rules.
My 23 year old sons know the rules. Heck even the third Mrs F (after 25 years married to me!) sat through it yesterday. She knows the answers….forget the questions….
Four of us. Couple of jars.
Mention of some local lass, who is now generous with her favours just needs "You could drive a battery of….(long pause) …nine pounders through that" from Christopher Plummer . Dinner table collapses in laughter.
The XY chromosomes fall about. Mrs F pretends to be disgusted….
"This one" over breakfast with bulging eyes.
Surely the "Drinking Game" has nothing to do with historical inaccuracies……..
In the entire film my only problem was the Louis XVIII escort horse colours……..they (Ugo Pericoli) even got the trumpeter right, though, in all seriousness……..