From Michael in San Francisco..."It involved double-beer Flabongos to invoke an ancient, mystical stupor, followed by ceremonial mounting of the flabongo on the Freedom-Staff, then an up-the-stairs shoulder ride to the Platform of Doom (a.k.a., my deck).  Repeat."

We also did a reenactment of the Revolutionary War, which involved an 800M drunken sprint followed by Flabongos for the winded loser.  Britain lost (again), so it was historically accurate.