Your friends call you "the drink" its time to prove it. You see this beast of a girl sitting quietly at the edge of the pool looking all tired and all, probably from all those plebs who've failed to rizz this celestial being of a woman. Would you be able to rizz the huzz? Or lose this opportunity of a lifetime to grow some balls on your balls (tumors). NO CHEATING NO POWERS NO HYPNOTISM NADA. You only have your words and natural-built in rizz. All commentors who admit to this will be openly shunned and looked down upon. The music is just there to pump you up. After all, you're facing the baddest baddie in all of your pool-going history.