Tonight, your Bloguero is informed by the voices in his head and emanating incessantly from the television, is a presidential debate. And so, it is incumbent upon your Bloguero, as the host of an impromptu television gathering of the Beery Left Faithful, to propose a drinking game for their edification, their amusement.
But alas, there is a problem. Your Bloguero is fresh out of the words that should trigger taking a nip (Note: your Bloguero does not recommend a shot per word of high test because of the devastating housekeeping consequences).
That's where you come in. Give your Bloguero and the soon to be assembled masses some words to work with. You have your Bloguero's eternal thanks.