Waiting behind closed doors, under shirts, behind backs, in hot dog buns, there hides a terror able to start battles that can last for days, weeks, nay months, no, perhaps years; that’s right, it’s:

Icing.

This ridiculous game of alcohol-based terrorism appeared into the popular realm of drinking games, from what I can gather from Internet sites, in May 2010.

For those not in the know, the game plays out as follows, as described at http://yougoticed.tumblr.com/rules:

1. You cannot refuse an Ice. If you refuse to drink the Ice, you are instantly excommunicated and shunned, and thus can never Ice another bro and be Iced.

2. If you are Iced by a fellow bro, you can Ice block. When presented with an Ice, you pull out an Ice of your own and reverse the Ice on your bro. The ultimate Ice insult.

*Please note that Ice must be consumed on one knee.

That’s the gist of the game. The entire purpose is to make your friends, bros, chug the sickly-sweet Smirnoff Ice products.

Do so when they are at their weakest, drunk as a skunk. Do so as they are just starting in, before the magical alcohol-induced chug powers, latent in so many people, have been given time to flourish. Do so whenever you feel like messing with your friends; just remember to do so when it makes things funny or awkward.

Now, I’m not advising over-consumption of alcohol. I would never advise people to do things potentially harmful to themselves, and this article is not to be interpreted as advisement for anyone to perform dangerous activities.

All that aside, this game is catching on across America. As of yet, I do not personally know of any incidents outside the United States, but some of my bros are in Amsterdam currently, so there may soon be some tales. But stateside, college students are rabidly embracing it.

With football season kicking into high gear and tailgating fueling the already distracted college minds to new and unknown heights of debauchery, Icing may be the next big thing you see at events.

So, be weary, my brethren. No matter how much you may have had to drink already, no matter where you are or how unprepared you may be, an Ice may be waiting in the hand of that old friend rushing excitedly to see you — and don’t forget kiddies, Icing is a game that can, and should, be played equally by guys and gals.

Take no prisoners, and let no Ice deed go unpunished. The age of Icing has arisen; believe you me Bubba, I will be out Icing at sporting events, after-hour parties, wedding receptions and even inside bars.

Bros have a new game, and it’s name is Icing. You have been warned.