THE PHILOSOPHICAL CLUB
by Musings of Pan
Author's note: All students in this story showed ID to prove they are over 18.
Senior year at State University I was part of a group of friends who got together on Friday nights to hang out. Sometimes at the student union, sometimes in the basement room of the pizza place, sometimes other places. It was not anything organized, just a group sitting around telling stories, playing games, or discussing the latest crisis on campus. Just a way to unwind from the pressures of school. Who showed up each varied but was usually about four guys and four girls.
Early on we decided we needed a name to post where we were meeting but it could not be a name which would draw too much attention. Our small group was just fine. After much debate Sally in jest proposed the name The Philosophical Club. We all agreed it was the perfect name so from then on we were The Philosophical Club.
One Friday we were all crammed into the dorm room that Marcie, Sally, Liz, and Cathy shared. Cathy was not a regular part of the group but agreed to sit in because we needed her part of the room. It was tight but by sitting several to a bed and using the study area we all got comfortable. Dan had smuggled in a small keg of beer so we were getting even more comfortable.
We were discussing what to do when Pat suggested that we play dare. Not truth or dare but just dare. We were all to rearrange ourselves so that were sitting boy, girl, etc. Then the person starting would dare the person to their right to do something. Once that person had accomplished the dare they would dare the person on the right to do something. And so on around the room.
With some groaning that this is childish we decided to give it a try. The dares started pretty silly. Hop like a bunny, do ten push ups, rub your tummy while patting your head, etc. We were having a good laugh.