Mikey J

Ice-Breakers

College is awesome. It’s the only place in the world where young adults can find beer and girls in the same place. Unfortunately, College does have its downfalls, they’re called classes. Interestingly enough, the agony felt by classes can not be attributed to the endless amounts of homework and excessively difficult exams, but instead it roots from the event that your T.A. puts you through in the beginning of each semester, the “Ice-Breaker” activity. Ice-Breakers, “IB’s” as we call them in the biz, contribute to 94% of all suicides in the United States. Why you ask? Because they blow. They are boring. They are useless. But most of all, they make that one guy talk way too long about what he did over spring break. Seriously, since when was Africa in need of volunteers? Anyways, this is why I have taken it upon myself to make a few new ice breakers of my own.

1. The Circle Game


Pick one student, tell him to state his name and one thing that makes him unique. Then, make him pick one person in the classroom. Ask the two to step into the circle. Watch them f*ck.

2. The Square Game


Choose a student. Make him say his name and an adjective that starts with the first letter of his name. For example, Jolly Jason. Next, make him choose someone else in the class. Direct them to the square. Watch them f*ck.


3. The Triangle Game


Pick two goofy-looking kids. Watch them f*ck.

4. The Half-Circle on top of Rectangle Game


F*ck someone in the class. Watch them watch you.


Well, hope this helps!
pce,
jason


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I wish ya'll would stop being so vindictive...

So my freshman roommate (like 6 years ago) was awesome, and we were totally suited to live together. Neither one of us was bothered by the other's poor habits or vices. We kinda hung with different crowds though, and I would often stay with friends for days on end and come back to our room at random times with no notice. No worries but 90% of the time he'd be whackin it... Read More » when I came in the room. He'd never fail to do the "hunch over the laptop and look really intently at the blank desktop screen like he was looking for something" pose when I suprised him. This happened literally about 15 times over the year. I would usually be sober, but I pretended to be so drunk every time and fake stumble to the bathroom like I didn't notice, giving him time to adjust himself and save him the embarassment. Your welcome buddy, happy masturbating!