John: Heeeeeeerrreeee's Johnny!

Paul: Oh, God.

Ringo: Is that a reference or something?

John: Well, yeah! It's from The Shining!

George: The what?

John: Stephen King.

Ringo: Who?

John: Scary guy who writes scary books.

George: Which is scarier? Him or his books?

John: It's a close tie.

Paul: Let's just get on with it, okay?

Ringo: So what are we doing?

Paul: We're combining viewers' ideas! *looks at card* So someone requested a drinking game and someone else requested "Never Have I Ever," and the two go together.

George: *unenthusiastic* Yay.

John: So we've each got our whiskey.

Ringo: I don't like whiskey.

John: Too bad!

Paul: Let's just start.

George: Wait, how does this work?

Paul: One of us says, "Never had I ever . . . done something really embarrassing" and the others who have will take a drink.

Ringo: So this is just a cruel game of exposing our secrets?

John: Pretty much. I'll start and we'll go around from here.

George: I don't want to do this.

John: *ignores him* Never have I ever . . . been scared of clowns. *smirks and looks around*

Ringo: *sips his shot*

John: We've got a taker. Anyone else?

George: *knocks back his shot and slams it on the table* I need more!

Paul: I'm not really afraid of clowns, but . . .

John: But what?

Paul: . . . I'm afraid of clowns.

George: You have to drink, Paul.

Paul: Fine. *downs his*

Ringo: Um . . . my turn. Never have I ever actually laughed out loud when typing "LOL."

George: You know what? I haven't either. Has anyone really?

Paul: Nope. It's just something you type down to say that you think it's funny, but not funny enough to laugh out loud.

John: *drinks*

Ringo: *raises eyebrows* What? You have?

John: Yep.

Paul: That's strange. I think there's something wrong with you.

George: My turn! Never have I ever daydreamed of being on a talkshow.

John: *gasps dramatically* You're on a talkshow right now!

George: I know, and I never wanted to do it.

Paul: Has your opinion changed?

George: *thinks* No.

Ringo: You don't like being here with us?

George: Not really.

Ringo: *puppy dog eyes*

George: Okay, okay, fine. I like being here with you guys, but this talkshow is kind of stupid.

John: That's enough out of you! *drinks*

Paul: *drinks*

Ringo: *drinks*

George: So I'm the only one who didn't want to be on a talkshow.

John, Paul, and Ringo: Yep.

Paul: Okay, never have I ever creeped on someone I just met on social media.

Ringo:

George:

John:

Ringo, John, and George: *drink*

Paul: Are you kidding me?

John: It's too tempting. You see this person on here and you want to learn more about them!

George: And it's good entertainment.

Paul: I can't believe you people.

John: *smiles slowly*

Paul: No, don't do it! Don't do it! Don't do —

John: *yells* WHAT DO YOU MEAN, "YOU PEOPLE"?

Paul: *face-palm*

George and Ringo: *giggle*

John: My turn again. Never have I ever not tipped at a restaurant.

George: *slams drink*

John: *gasps* George.

George: I'm sorry. One time I got a really bad waiter and I couldn't bring myself to tip him.

Paul: *drinks*

John: You too, Paul?

Paul: I mean, sometimes you really don't want to tip someone really bad a serving!

Ringo: I've always tipped no matter what.

John: Same. Shame on you two!

Ringo: Never have I ever read a single Harry Potter book.

George: I haven't either.

John: HE STOLE MY GLASSES!!!

Paul: *drinks*

Ringo: You have, Paul?

Paul: Yes, I'm actually quite a big fan.

George: You're always trying to keep up with the kids.

John: You know what someone should do? Make a television series called, "Keeping Up With the Kids."

Ringo: I'd watch that.

George: It'd be for all us old farts.

Paul: I am not that old, I'll have you know.

George: Paul. You're seventy-five. I'm seventy-five. I'd define that as "old."

John: I'm seventy-seven!

Ringo: Same.

Paul: Let's just move on. I don't want to talk about my gray hair.

George: Never have I ever voted for anyone.

John: Really?

George: I haven't. I don't like politics.

John: Well, I happen to love politics! *drinks*

Paul: *drinks*

George: What about you, Ringo?

Ringo: I, um, don't know how to vote.

George:

John:

Paul:

John: I don't know what to think of what I just heard.

George: . . . Um, who's next?

Paul: Me. Never have I ever licked a freezing pole.

John: *drinks*

George: Really? That's stupid, John!

John: Yeah, I managed to rid myself of a few unneeded tastebuds.

Ringo: I was dared to one time.

Paul: By who?

Ringo: John.

George: Why would you do that, John?

John: Do what? Dare him or do it myself?

George: Both.

John: Well, I'd always wanted to try it myself, and I just wanted some entertainment when I dared Ringo.

Paul: Cruel person.

George: You should apologize to Ringo.

John: I'm sorry, Ringo.

Ringo: Thanks, John. *hugs him*

Paul: Aw!

George: I think these drinks have gone to their heads.

Paul: Maybe we should hug too.

George: I'm not THAT drunk!

Paul: *hugs him*

George: Suffocating me. Choking me. Dying.

John: *stands up*

Ringo: Where are you going?

John: To throw up. I drank too much.