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How To Play Edward 40 Hands and Not Pee On A Dorm Room Couch

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Edward 40 hands is a simple game, complex only in its desire to promote bad decisions and soiled pants.

Based on the classic Johnny Depp movie, Pirates Of The Caribbean, this game does not involve pirates, but instead a couple Cobra 40s (or malt liquor 40 of your choice) and the will to survive. You probably won’t finish, and you definitely will have to pee. The rest is up to you.


  • 2 40 ounce beers (No light beer, get that bud light out of here).
  • Duct tape.
  • Catheter (optional).


  • Duct tape a 40 to each hand,
  • Crack the seals and get to drinking.
  • You can’t pee until you finish both 40’s, a rule derived 50% from the challenge of drinking 2 40’s without pissing your pants and 50% due to the difficult nature of peeing with 2 40’s taped to your hands.
  • Long story short, 2 40’s are taped to your hands and you’re probably not going to finish them both without sending beer right back up your esophagus or soiling your Levis.

Difficulty to explain drunk

  • Simple, but it probably won’t happen. By the time you are drunk you are going to have a lot more explaining to do.


  • Very, very drunk. It’s a dumb game to be honest, mainly an excuse for freshman to get shit canned on a Thursday night.


  • Not being able to pee. You’ll crush one with ease then realize you’re slipping quickly into a drunk, pissed state of mind where you actually can’t piss at all and are therefore very pissed about it.

Pro Tips

  • Don’t play this game if you live in the dorms. RA’s don’t like kids who walk around with 40’s taped to their hands. But in most cases dorms are the only place this game is played. Ironic, but inevitable.


Sidewalk Slammer Hands: The easiest way to take this already shit show of a game to the next level. Drink the 40s down to the label and fill back up with a 4 Loko. You now have 2 bottles of alcohol poisoning, good luck.

Jayme Hoberg

I fell out of a womb back in the 90's, and haven't looked back since. While feeding the neighborhood raccoons lasagna every Tuesday, I write deep poems about them. I sell these poems to PETA each week for a large profit. That is how I make my living.

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