No dates, no history of torrid affairs, no drunken stories to tell. And why wouldn’t he? He’s been the underdog for as long as I’ve known him, which is in the ballpark of five months, but it’s pretty obvious that he’s the office nerd. He seems pretty damn happy about the whole thing. Instead of hiding in a closet, two unfortunate souls are peer-pressured into standing under a stupid, dangling piece of mistletoe nailed to an archway to share a kiss.
Same rules apply, but with different props. The adult version is Under the Mistletoe, and it’s a hyped-up adult version of the same. That was the game kids used to play for a poor excuse to kiss their crush-if they were lucky.
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