I can refine the and details to match your group’s exact brand of chaos.
Imagine fifty people trying to look "regal" while wearing mismatched socks and expressions of pure confusion. It’s going on the mantle. Why "Kin"?
A lightning round of stories where the goal was to prove your "kinship" through shared embarrassing moments. (Shoutout to the guy who accidentally joined a cult for three hours thinking it was a pottery class).