After Freddie and I were done talking about some work bullshit and both said later, we continued to hear dead air until Freddie flinched and hung up his phone handing me the victory in our little game of headset chicken.

It was a fearsome sight indeed after the tower fell for the last time, after that, strip jenga was forever banned in the lounge.

<Terrson> My name shall not go down in history as the guy who codified Strip Jenga.
Guess again, Terrson.