1. The Rules
2. The Result
The orb itself is where the power lies. In its smooth spherical glory it sails through the air, without resistance, where it comes to rest with a resounding 'plop' into the effervescent amber pool it so desired. Cup up, cup down pass the orb around, who next will be at the mercy of its power? And so I am bequeathed with this magestic object, I can feel its power coursing throughout my body as I take aim. Silence, bated breath, then the obligatory psyche-out begins. 'Muthafuckaaa!' What ill fate awaits 'the Robber'. 'Plop' another hefty blow to his already chinked armour and with the battle done, two more pitchers of Bud are bought and the war, it rages on.
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