The Thousands

Everyone has a story about how they were really good at handball as a kid. Your serves were so fast they made a ‘swoosh’ sound, right? Yeah, whatever, me too. But I’ll put fifty bucks on the fact that your reflexes aren’t what they used to be. This is ghetto handball after all. Stakes is high.

Sure ‘slapping a small ball with your palm’ doesn’t sound like the meanest game out there, and we’re actually a bunch of middle class kids who’ve only ever experienced ghetto life through a movie screen (hi Ice Cube, love you), but trust me, it gets fierce. **The rules:
1. Initial court positions are decided by the age-old tradition of ‘whoever gets there first’.
2. King serves.
3. If King gets out he goes to Dunce (off with his head!), but if it’s anyone else they only move down one square.
4. If you get out while in Dunce you’re GONE, fool! Make room for the new breed.
5. If a car comes you must call "innos" (interference), which stops all play until said car has passed.
6. Once you’re out it’s your job get more 40s. And by 40s we mean a six-pack of boutique ale from the local microbrewery. Oh, and maybe a Pimms.