The Last Barfighter is not, lamentably, available for purchase yet. When it is, we want twelve of the bastards. It is, primarily, a shit-tacular arcade fighting game, wherein deformed unicorn-women smite foes with their asses and fat tattooed guys shit themselves. It WOULD be as enticing a prospect as paying extortionate rent to live under the devil’s foreskin for a year, if it didn’t have a marvelous extra capacity: players put their glasses under the provided coffee machine-esque dispensers, the bout ensue, and whoever was punched in the genitalia the least gets their glass filled. This glorious device is a mere promotion-based oddity at the moment; we can only cross our fingers, toes and testicles that this functionality makes it into EVERY VIDEO GAME EVER soon enough.