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Like so many young adults, Christi Smith wanted to be a player. She just couldn't find the right game.
As a 27-year-old graduate student, Smith found herself in leisure-time limbo: too old for spin the bottle, too young for shuffleboard and too bored by board games.
So with the help of Louisville native Ted Scofield, Smith, now 33, invented a new game — for which the perfect player would be one part Picasso, one part Marcel Marceau and two parts Howard Stern.
PervArtistry combines charades and Pictionary in a manner that's rated R, as in risqué, randy, even raunchy.
PervArtistry combines charades and Pictionary in a manner that's rated R, as in risqué, randy, even raunchy, some might say.
It requires players to draw or act out sexcentric terms printed on palm-sized cards. There are 500 of them. They range from harmless ("chick magnet") to hip ("sponge worthy") to hair-raising (unmentionable here).
The good news, Scofield said, is "the f-word never appears in the game, and there's nothing violent or demeaning or misogynistic. We were very careful about that."
The bad news is in the eye of the beholder. Suffice it to say that PervArtistry is not for the faint of heart or blue of nose. But as a voluntary activity for consenting adults in private environs, it's hardly an unavoidable cultural contagion.
http://www.courier-journal.com/features/2004/12/14/pervartistry.html