An amazing, albeit pointless and rather childish, competition occurring between two or more people, in which the players take turns attempting to convince the other players that their voice sounds different when spoken through a fan.
To qualify for this competition, the player must be highly inebriated on acid and weed, ecstasy, and/or trittles, and it is preferred that they have taken their chemical intoxicants in large enough doses that their mental and physical safety are in question by onlookers.
Gameplay consists of taking turns speaking into the fan and attempting to convince the listener that the fan modifies their voice by breaking the soundwaves. The listening player, just as well, must attempt to convince the talking player that the latter's voice is altered. Once the talking player becomes thuroughly convinced that the fan is breaking his voice up, they switch positions and, again, try to prove the same point to one another.
The match is won in either of 3 ways:
1. When a player becomes bored of the game and begins making figure eights in the air with the cherry of his cigarette.
2. When a player forgets what he was doing and walks off to admire the psychedelic waves flowing from the bathroom mirror.
3. When a player becomes so dissociated that he begins rambling incoherently about ink pens, skittles, and pallet jacks.
Holy shit! When me and Jehova were tripping severe balls last time, i think we played the fan game for almost an hour. I lost.