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Pumpkins. Candy bars. Butcher knives. Come Halloween, it’s only natural to visit the primordial birthplace of slasher flicks with a trip to Haddonfield, the twisted suburban home of Laurie Strode, Dr. Loomis and a big, bad bogeyman known as Mike Myers.

The only thing better than watching horror films? Watching horror films and drinking beers. Drinking lots of beers. The Macabre Bros. give the Internet what it so desperately wants with The Drinking Games, an ongoing series of liver-testing games tailor-made for horror films. Be warned: The rules occasionally give away twists, plot points and other spoilers, so we recommend seeing the films first. Now, let’s get rowdy.

Note: Much like Army of Darkness, the original Halloween deserves to be treated like the classic it is. Below are two sets of rules: one for newbies, the other for bona fide geeks/boozehounds. Just combine the two to give your liver the Mike Myers treatment. If you’d rather keep it classy and cultured, read our full review.

The Legend
H = Take a hit.
D = 1 drink of beer. With the extended rules, each person easily put down six beers. Be ready.
S = 1 shot of the hard stuff. This time, it was dirty ol’ Evan Williams.
X = Strikeout. Combination of the above substances: H then S then D, then blow the hit out.
Cat. = Play the game “categories” as a group by naming types of Halloween candy. The loser finishes their beer. Pretty self-explanatory.
C = Chug. Drink as slow or as fast as you like, but it needs to last the entire time poor Jamie Lee is trapped in the closet.
Candy!! = Not a rule per se, but come on — what’s Halloween without a bag of fun-sized candy? Besides, you’ll want something non-alcoholic to munch on. Just leave it on the coffee table and graze.
As usual, our rules call for 1 drink at every death, sex scene and boob sighting.

The Basic Rules
The first few notes of the main Halloween theme song — D
Mr. and Mrs. Myers find lil’ Mikey with a butcher knife — X
The first appearance of good Dr. Loomis — D
The first appearance of Jamie Lee Curtis, aka Laurie Strode, aka the Scream Queen — D
The first sighting of adorably doomed trick-or-treaters — D
“Laurie, is the bogeyman real?” — D
“He has the devil’s eyes” — D
Ladies and gentlemen, meet Mike Myers, all grown up and unmasked — Finish your beer

The Extended Rules
Anytime the word “Halloween” appears on the screen — S
Each and every pumpkin sighting — D
Each and every time the main Halloween theme is played — D
Who let the inmates out? — D
Mikey gets his mask — D
The good doctor discovers Mike’s getaway truck — D
Each and every time a character says the name of the film — D
Is that “Don’t Fear the Reaper” on the radio? — D
Tommy and Laurie vs. the haunted house of Haddonfield — D
Who would steal a tombstone? — D
When Mike creeps on hapless victims in total creeper fashion: behind a tree, across the street, in a doorway, down the hallway…. — D
Laurie and Co. love to take strolls down the sleepy streets of Haddonfield — Cat.
Each and every insightful comment from the good doctor — D (Use your discretion. He has a zillion zingers.)
Each and every sighting of trick-or-treaters — D
Each and every time a character says “bogeyman” — D
The first time big bro Mikey meets little sis Laurie — D
Each and every blood-curdler from the Scream Queen — D
Each and every time Mikey, uh, “dies” — D
I brought you a beer. And a knife. And your dead boyfriend’s ghost costume — D
The Scream Queen is trapped in the closet — C (see rules)
If you’re gonna drink for boobs, you gotta drink for booty — D
Aaaaaand this is Mikey’s childhood basement — D
Hey Loomis, you’re gonna need a bigger gun… — D

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