Dan and Phil play TRUTH BOMBS! (with Tom and Hazel)

Dan: Do a snazzy intro Phil. Phil: Ok.
Tom: Is the box sideways currently?
P: ..Yeah. D: Shut up!
Hazel: It’s upside down! P: That’s not the right way!
D: Hi there P: Hello DanAndPhilGames bombs!!!
D: Now. P: *explosion noise*
D: You may be wondering, why aren’t we in our usual place?
P: Hmm! D: Well, that’s because for a reason we needed a ~table~ today.
P: A reason. D: A reason.
P: Well, you know that we are huge board game nerds D: YES
P: Have a look behind us. D: Uh, yeah as you can see over there we have a problem.
P: It’s overflowing. D: We desperately need help.
Now, Phil has always been somebody that busts out an inappropriate icebreaker.
P: HEY IT’S NECESSARY D: Whenever we’re with people we don’t know that well
D: Or people, you know any awkward silence, Phil gets a piece of paper, and he’s like
P: I hate it when people feel uncomfortable in social situations
P: So I’ve been making up this game and making people play it D: and we recently got to know a bunch of guys at Big Potato,
who are well known for making such games as Obama Llama and Buckets of Doom P: Which you may have seen on the
AmazingPhil channel D: and we happened to just be like secretly
hiding in the background there.
P: And I thought wait a minute. D: Hold up…
P: We’ve got a game idea, and these people make amazing games.
D: Look at that! So what is this thing Phil?
P: It is a party card/ board game
And you can play it with your family, you can play with your friends
D: And the idea of the game is to learn
What your friends REALLY think about you!
P: In the box, we’ve written a load of funny questions D: and the idea of the game is
you anonymously answer these questions about the other people you’re playing with P: YES
D: For example, Phil and then Phil will have read to him all of the answers to the questions
and find out who clearly everybody really thinks he is. P: Yeah
And then I have to choose my favorite and then try to guess who said what about me.
So, this is a real thing that is actually in stores now.
D: Actual shops – P: Yeah.
D: – have this. P: They do! D: for some reason.
P: So, all the information is in the links below, you can obviously get it online as well.
D: It’s available online, check it out in the description. P: Check it out.
D: So instead of talkin’ about it, we figured, P: p l a y i t
D: Why not just show it to you?
D: So we asked a couple of our funniest friends,
that aren’t easily offended,
to come join us.
P: Let’s go get em’!
P: Are you okay.
D: This is me just sliding out to go get them.
P: I’ve eaten a lot of Haribo,
Hazel: Yes.
P: So this could be a mess.
D: *singing* he’s frickin’ zazzed.
P: I’m zazzed on the sugar!
D: *singing* sliiide to left
H: Zazzed AF.
P: This table was not made for four people.
P: I’m gonna say that now.
D: Well it’s not meant for four in a row.
T: Yeah, no.
P: Very touchy, aren’t we, look at this.
P: Mm. T: This is nice.
P: We could give each other mutual massages.
D: This is gonna get flagged now.
T: If you’ve never been to London –
T: If you’ve never ridden the tube in London…
P: This is what it’s like! T: This is it, yeah.
P: We’re here with Hazel and Tom!
T: Nailed it.
T: That’s the – that’s the way it is.
D: It’s got a matte finish, what d’you think about that?
T: oOH yeah, it’s quite nice! H: It’s very high quality.
D: No, no, Tom, really –
T: Really get into it.
P: Massage it.
P: With your fingers. D: Right?
D: Isn’t it good?
T: Can we get the music?
*sensual music* P: YEAH
*Dan singing Careless Whisper sax solo*
D: So, er, as you can see, it’s, er.
*all laughing*
D: Four to eight players, 20 minutes to play.
D: So this video can have more ads on it.
P: It can.
D: Just kidding.
T: I’m actually quite nervous.
D: They’re frickin’ zazzed. H: I thought I was here to play
g a m e s
P: Yeah, Hazel was like ‘Where’s the computer?’
D: Where’s the computer? Oh no, we’re gettin’ table…d.
P: Tabled. D: That means drunk, we’re not getting drunk yet.
D: That’s a different video. P: Not yet.
P: I can’t believe it’s actually here.
D: It’s weird. P: Yeah.
D: It’s been in Phil’s brain for ages.
P: And now it’s gonna get released all over the table!
T: That sounds…
D: That’s a weird sentence. T: Yeah, that’s not… D: Don’t say that Phil
D: Oh, God.
D: Boom. P: OHHHH
D: Erm, so. T: What’s this?
D: Every one comes with a little Polaroid.
D: We’ll put that on the screen for you now.
H: Why???
D: Because we made the game. P: We birthed the game.
H: But why this?
T: May I?
P: That’s what happens when you create something.
T: O H
D: It’s got a wholesome message – look…
P: We tried to make something as scary as possible.
D: Look, if someone…
T: Why’re you so pink in this?
D: … in Target just stumbles upon this and buys it,
D: we feel like they should know who Dan and Phil are, and how they made the game and stuff.
T: And you hand draw all of these right? Every single one?
P: Yeah, every one. D: Every single one.
T: Every one. D: That’s good.
T: Not a lie.
P: I think I would be quite pink if I birthed a game.
H: She’s had a day.
D: There’s a grandma. Having a Truth Bomb. For representation.
D: Cause the game’s 14+, but you could be seventy.
D: So, cause there’s four players,
D: we’ve got three of these cards on the table.
D: We all get one of these answer sheets
P: Yeah.
D: And then Phil has got the score pad here.
D: I’m trying to keep it together guys.
H: You really are!
P: D’you wanna be called Tom, or do you want a team name?
T: I wanna be Team Meme.
P: Team Meme.
D: Team… Meme.
I’m not sorry.
P: I’m gonna be… Philsplosion.
D: Let’s call me Board Game Danny.
P: I thought you were gonna be Dank Danny.
D: Dank Danny? That’s.. really inappropriate.
T: That feels like it would smell bad.
P: I can’t really fit that in the box.
P: And Hazel?
H: Anyone who’s been looking at my face this whole time can see the panic.
P: To try and think of your team name
H: Hazel Slays.
P: Ohhhhh! H: Ayyy T: Ohhh. D: Boom.
D: Very ominously write your name in the target box.
P: You don’t need to write your team name, just write your name.
D: Just your actual name.
What am I signing, a death note?
D: So the questions that we will be answering about each other in this game, are…
T: Alright.
P: If they had a – we can’t do that one.
D: That’s very weird. P: Yeah.
D: Nice, easy question there, comin’ in second.
P: And third one –
T: Why did you write it like that, there’s so many vowels.
P: Please don’t get this video flagged.
T: A L R I G H T
T: Every one of these I’ve got a good one for, so.
H: God… D: Alright, okay.
D: What we’re gonna do now, is we’re gonna pass the answer sheets to the right.
P: *singing* Pass your answer sheets.
D: And I’ll pass yours to Tom.
D: Cause we’re playing in a line, like The Last Supper.
D: Which is obviously how – how it was meant to be experienced.
H: And you can play Last Supper style too, if you want.
P: Yeah! D: Exactly.
(H: It’s totally your choice.)
T: Basically at the end of it, one of you.. dies.
Don’t sit in the middle.
D: Guys – that’s the rules!
That’s the rules.
D: So now, you have a sheet with a target in front of you.
P: Yes. D: This target is one of us.
D: You pick one of these questions – blue, pink, or yellow –
D: and you answer it about the target.
D: In the right coloured box.
P: Whoops.
P: Paper cut.
T: I feel assaulted!
P: So I’m writing about Tom, if you’re wondering.
D: I’m right Phil if you’re wondering. T: I’ve got Hazel.
D: Okay, and now we just pick one question.
So ominous.
H: Lead on paper has never been so terrifying.
D: Knowing that someone’s about to expose you, yeah.
(P: Yeah.)
On camera.
D: Whoo.
H: Wouldn’t be the first time, eh?
D: I’m not gonna take that back immediately.
P: Now, pass to the right.
D: Okay. *singing*
P: ‘k.
P: Don’t look, don’t look.
T: Efficient.
P: Ok, now you’ll have two left that you can fill in.
D: This is like – you always see what the previous person wrote here, nice.
D: Okay.
D: I love the little giggles that you do, like,
HA HA HA I just roasted this person
T: No, I’m not done! P: Tom’s not done
T: I’m thinking! D: fOR GOD’S SAKE, TOM
P: The first thing that comes into your head!
P: Go!
P: Release it!
H: ‘Release it’ – stop saying release!
H: r e l e a s e
P: Release!
T: This is all uncomfortably sexual.
H: You’re doing that!
H: This is fine! P: You’re making it sexual.
P: This is family friendly. T: They’re the ones saying ‘release’ all the time!
D: Okay, let’s just – we’re banning the word “release”.
T: ‘We’re gonna release it all over the table.’
Tom wrote his answer!
T: YAY! H: Yeah!
D: And the last one. Now, when it’s the last question,
D: you’re forced to answer one.
P: You have to choose
D: So you look at whichever question’s left.
P: Yeah. D: And you do this one.
P: Done.
D: Done.
P: So now because everything’s been filled in –
P: You do not pass it to your right.
D: Cause then it’d go back to the person.
P: Keep it, to yourself.
D: We’re very dramatic – Tom, where – where’d you put it.
P: Where did you hide that?
T: In my milk.
T: My milk pouches.
P: It’s in your breast.
D: I guess it’s safe now!
P: Don’t put it in your milk pouch.
D: Okay. As long as other people can’t see it.
D: That’s fine.
H: …I’m never usually lost for words.
H: But like, I just constantly find myself not sure what to say.
D: Milk pouch is a very distur – I really don’t know how to – to address milk pouch.
Milk pouch.
P: So we’re gonna be reading these out, about each other, and trying to guess who wrote what.
Ooh, t’s gonna be savage!
P: It’s gonna be ~spicy~
It might just be friendly.
D: We might’ve just complimented each other.
Is this gonna be friendly?
D: Time to, er –
P: Drop those bombs.
D: Drop those truth bombs on each other.
D: I hope you’re ready.
P: So Dan, I’m gonna read some that people have written about you.
D: Okay, sure.
P: Dan, the weapon of choice during a zombie apocalypse would be dry wit.
T: So Dan dies.
D: *laughs* Yeah, so, I last thirty seconds in a zombie apocalypse, there we go. That’s good.
P: The zombies would have a good laugh though, before it happened.
D: *sighs* Vote of confidence
D: from my friends there.
T: There’s zombies coming at you, it’s like,
T: ‘Ha, guess – guess you’re having me for dinner!
Fuck it.
P: What you would taste like…
D: Is what?
P: Meme juice.
P: The juice of a meme.
D: That’s – I don’t know why that sounds gross…
T: Yeah…
D: But that makes me feel uncomfortable.
H: It does a bit.
T: I think anything juice is upsetting.
D: Anything juice. H: Anything juice.
P: It depends which –
H: Unless it’s a fruit, (P: Yeah) anything with juice…
H: Kinda gross.
P: It depends which meme has been juiced, though.
D: Exactly.
P: Yeah. D: Yeah.
D: Let’s not think about that too much.
H: What if you juiced Pepe meme?
In France that’s a delicacy.
P: If Dan could be a god, he would be the god of serotonin deficiency.
H: Wow.
P: Which means he would get no sunlight –
H: Hard-hitting answers today, Tom! D: No, no, Phil, Phil that’s vitamin D,
D: serotonin is the hormone that makes you happy.
P: *laughs* Wow
H: That’s…
D: Okay!
D: *laughing* And now,
D: it’s my job –
P: Dan has to choose his favourite, and guess who wrote it.
D: Holy crap. I mean,
D: I’m gonna have to say that my favourite one of those is that I am the god of serotonin deficiency,
P: Yeah?
D: And I’m gonna have to guess that Tom wrote that one!
P: That is correct! D: Is that the case?
P: Well done!
T: Depression memes!
D: Tom, you have nothing to be proud of, but you do get a point.
D: Er, cause you were my favourite.
And I get a point, ’cause I guessed it! Ayy.
H: Ohh, I get how the game works now.
D+P: That’s how the game works.
D: So, nice.
H: Genius.
T: I’m into it.
D: And let’s continue, shall we?
P: Dan, d’you wanna do yours?
D: Er, yeah I have Hazel Slays’ one.
P: Ok
T: Good start.
H: I regret everything.
D: Oh, God.
D: There’s a – there’s a strong theme here.
P: Is there a theme?
T: Ohh no
H: And I KNOW what it is!
D: Hazel, your weapon of choice in a zombie apocalypse would be: a bottle of vodka.
P: You could offer them a drink!
D: It could be a smashed bottle!
H: To be fair, if you had a rag and a lighter..
H: Ooh.
P: Next one
D: Hazel, if you tasted like something, you’d taste like Guinness!
P: Ohhh!
D: Cause – cause it’s a drink, and it’s Irish!
H: Is this racist?
T: It’s fully racist!
D: And Hazel, if you were the god of anything, you would be the god of drinking.
P: Hazel!
T: I’m the alcoholic here as well!
H: The funniest thing is, (P: Yeah?)
H: I really can’t drink that mu – I have two drinks and I’m GONE
P: And that’s it.
D: It’s just your brand.
T: You do have a series called Tipsy Talk.
(D: You have a strong brand.) H: I do,
H: And I always have a glass of wine in my hand, so I’m gonna allow that. That’s quite funny.
So what was your favourite, out of those?
H: I think the bottle of vodka as a weapon, probably.
P: And who d’you think wrote it?
H: … Tom??
T: You’re just saying that cause they all looked at me.
H: No, I feel like…
Who wrote this horrible answer about vodka?
P: It was me!! D: It was Phil!
H: Phil! I am shocked. Also, I taste like potatoes,
H: that’s much funnier.
D+P: Ohhhh!
D: We missed a thing there.
H: You missed a trick.
D: Also, we formally apologize to Ireland watching this right now.
D: So Phil gets a point! P: Yeah!
T: Yay!
D: Well done!
Philly gets the P.
D: Philly gets the P…
D: Whose do you have?
H: Drink responsibly.
T: I have Philsplosion’s card.
P: Nice. H: Yeah!
T: Alright, so. P: I’m quite nervous.
T: What would Phil’s weapon of choice be in a zombie apocalypse?
T: It says here: Dan.
P: I just pick up Dan by the legs and smash the zombies’ heads in?
H: Fling him at them!
D: You just push me (T: Yeah) into the horde, and lock the door.
P: Maybe. D: I see that happening.
H: Yeah.
T: Yeah. D: I can see that happening.
A noble sacrifice.
T: If you could taste like anything Phil, you’d taste like spoiled milk.
P: What!?
P: Spoiled milk!?
T: You do have creamy white skin.
D: It’s what you look like!
Okay, I thought it’d be like, sugar and Haribo, but sure.
D: The questions just reflect who you are as a person.
P: Yes.
D: That’s the thing with this game.
H: Doesn’t mean anything, it’s ok.
T: And Phil, you would be the god of cheese.
P: The god of cheese.
T: Which, again, as far as random things go that’s pretty up there, it’s like cheese, pie…
P: But I don’t like cheese, so that’s cruel
T: You’re a vengeful god.
P: I’m a vengeful god. I smite you all with cheese.
D: An ironic god, who smites his own existence.
P: My favourite one… was the spoiled milk.
And I think that was Tom, because he explained it a lot.
Everyone is blaming me!
T: For everything!
*Dan laughing maniacally*
P: What was your reasoning?
D: Because you look like it.
H: I’m shocked by these revelations.
P: I think I look like fresh milk!
D: You’re white with a tinge of green.
D: That’s what it is, Phil.
P: Fresh from a cow’s udder.
P: Not – I haven’t been stood on a table for two days.
D: Let’s not get into udder too much.
T: That’s amazing.
T: I knew this would happen, I knew everyone would assume I was the –
D: Point for Dan!
People forget that Dan and Phil are actually pretty dark.
D: Milk pouch.
P: Hazel!
H: Ooh!
H: Yeah! I forgot I get to do one!
P: You get to do one.
D: Ah, yes.
D: Are you ready?
P: Are you ready Tom?
H: This one’s fun, this one’s fun.
T: Oh no!
T: I’m gonna get more depressed!
H: So we’ve got Tom. In what would be their weapon of choice in a zombie apocalypse, we’ve got…
H: A chainsaw gun.
P: Oohh!
D: *laughing* Yes.
H: I’d like a diagram.
T: Hold on – I need clarity
T: Is it a gun that fires chainsaws?
D: Yes. That’s so much better than if they were combined.
P: That must be what it is.
T: Yeah, okay, okay.
H: I thought it was – and I was like, how d’you fire it without ruining your hands?
P: It’s just made out of a chainsaw.
H: That’s a bloody mess!
T: Don’t question it
D: Somehow fires, like, powered chainsaws.
T: Fully revved.
D: It’s a thing. Yup.
What would they be the god of?
H: Guns and offensive jokes.
H: We’ve got a double-barreled god here.
T: I’ll take it. Yeah.
D: Nice, nice.
P: Theme there.
H: Nice.
H: What would they taste like?
T: Oh, come on!
P: We’re really original, everyone.
H: Speaking of theme.
D: Just – it tastes like licking cold metal.
P: What is the taste of a gun?
P: I guess you’d know
T: It’s metallic.
P: Oh, okay.
D: Like blood, but not warm.
T: It’s very iron-y, I guess.
P: So what’s your fav?
T: I like the visual of a chainsaw gun. So I’m gonna have to go with chainsaw gun.
But who wrote such an intelligent answer?
H: … I don’t know, Phil. Who wrote that?
D: You know that your competing against Tom,
P: I know –
D: and by giving him points for correct answers…
P: Maybe it’s a double jape.
D: Could be a double jape.
T: I genuinely feel like Phil would’ve written offensive jokes…
Out of everyone here, Phil is the only person here who might find me offensive still.
I do.
T: So –
It’s fair.
T: I think it was Hazel that wrote chainsaw gun.
P: *wrong answer sound* It was me!
T: Oh, come on! He double – he triple bluffed me!
P: Triple joke!
H: I’m not sure that he did,
H: I think you did that to yourself, he just fully gave you the answer.
Triple joke!
D: God, this is such a fix.
This game is rigged.
D: So rigged. P: It’s rigged so I win.
D: The game is always rigged so anyone called Phil wins.
P: Even if I’m not playing,
D: It’s true
P: I still win.
D: And now we all know what we really think about each other. P: Yeah!
H: That’s good. D: So, yeah..
Ready for some results?
T: Oh, my gosh.
P: We have a tiebreaker situation –
D: Uh-oh. Between?
P: Well, Hazel lost and got zero points.
P: Tom got one point…
P: And Dan and Phil got two points each!
D: Ohh, wow! That’s cheating.
H: This is a fix!
This game is rigged.
(D: Looks like a fix, doesn’t it?)
I blame the Russians!
D: Now, in the event of a tie breaker… what happens is
picks one more card,
and both of the people that’ve drawn, have to answer the question
about themself.
T: Oh, this could get dark!
P: That’s the tie-breaker?
D: I’m kind of glad that that wasn’t one we had to answer about each other.
H: Yeah.
D: Okay.
T: You have to answer this yourselves?
P: Yeah we have to answer this about ourselves.
D: Okay, I’m gonna go ahead (T: Goodness) and say, my whole career
P: Wow.
T: How on brand of you.
It’s just a mistake.
P: I’m going to say..
The fact that I fainted while a dog’s jaw was being cut open at my work experience,
and the vet said, ‘you can never be a vet.’
D: That went somewhere…
D: Deep and dark.
H: That’s not what I thought… T: Wow.
P: Can we do another one?
D: NO! No, that was – okay, that was the tie breaker question.
P: I don’t like that one!
H: That’s out there, now.
D: Ummm…
D: Now you two have to decide who wins!
D: Er, okay. Based on that performance.
T: I mean… Phil! H: Probably the dog one.
T: Was by far –
(T: the most shameful!)
P: Yay! D: Phil, congratulations!
T: Like you actually seem sincerely ashamed.
P: I was ashamed!
P: Er, that’s –
H: Are you okay? P: I’m okay now.
H: How’s the dog?
P: The dog has no jaw, but it’s still alive I’m sure.
P: It’s tongue just flopping all over the place –
D: And that’s Truth Bombs!
*all cheering, while sounding slightly dead inside*
D: What’d you guys think?
T: I can see this being really great for a group of people.
T: Yeah, I think what’s great about this game is the worse the people you’re with, the more fun it will be.
P: The more fun. D: Yes. It’s totally –
H: So with our friend group…
D: It’s gonna… P: That helps!
H: Laughs aplenty!
D: Yeah – if you did it with your grandma, you could be like, what do you taste like?
Sherbert and rainbows!
P: Yeah. D: What would you be the god of?
D: So, you know.
T: What do you taste like, grandma?
T: Grandma, no!
p r o h i b i t i o n
P: What do you think?
Um, fun.
P: Fun.
D: We’ll put that on the box – Hazel says, ‘Fun.’!
H: I had fun!
D: Thank you for coming.
H: I genuinely – I didn’t hate this.
D: You weren’t just pretending to have fun cause we asked you to be, you know.
H: I was laughing with
genuine glee.
P: Truth Bombs is available right now. (D: Hooray!) You can get it in some good retailers linked below,
D: Only good ones! Anyone else that doesn’t stock it, sucks.
P: Tell them they should.
D: On the website it says where you can get it around the world.
P: And also, on danandphilshop it comes with some free Truth Bombs stickers, as well.
P: So that’s exciting.
D: And, no matter where you get it, you get the disturbing Polaroid.
It really is quite disturbing.
P: It’s very disturbing.
T: butIneedthestickers
P: Also thank you to Tom and Hazel for being here!
D: Thanks, for being funny!
T: You are SO welcome.
D: This would’ve been so bad.
D: This whole thing, working on it for months, would’ve been a flop if you were boring, so thanks for not being boring.
P: Their channels are in the description, go check these guys out. They’re very funny.
*singing* hashtag ad
T: I’m paying them a lot for this.
P: We’ll accept our cheques later. D: Full disclosure.
P: Bye!
H: Bye! T: Au revoir.
P: And there we go, give us a thumbs up if you enjoyed this!
D: You can subscribe for more of our videos…
P: Make sure you check out Tom and Hazel, they’re in the description. D: Boom. Yup.
P: Last video’s over there,
P: and… D: We’ll see ya next time.
P: Have a good day.
*both making explosion sound*


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