Table Hockey Hijinks Mofos May 2026

Marcus threw his hands up. “That’s it. I’m challenging the ceiling fan to a rematch.”

“Please,” Jen shot back, spinning her yellow center forward in a 360-degree taunt. “I’ve seen your defense. It’s like a screen door on a submarine.” table hockey hijinks mofos

Marcus yanked the goalie rod so hard it flew out of the slot, hit the ceiling fan, and ricocheted into a bowl of chips. Jen pointed, laughing so hard she snorted. Marcus retrieved the rod, now dusted in nacho cheese, and declared, “New rule: cheese on the ice is playable.” Marcus threw his hands up