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Well that's me out of a job . . .
Staggering stuffffff :-)
Gobsmacking. The Berkoff and Rice/Lloyd Webber are especially hilarious, and I love the infections between games. As far as I'm concerned, you win.
You'll notice the plays are all converging on a common ending, though...
...oh and thanks!
MF] nice one... Who's next?
will someone please explain to me what this is all about? I just stumbled on this site while looking for something completely unrelated. It is the strangest site I have ever seen. Please enlighten me. Thank you.
[paul] Well, I'll take that as a compliment, though this particular page may not be the best starting point... Some basic info is here, though you may like to follow some of the links from the front page...
MF] I'd like to apologise for the somewhat blaze statement of appreciation above. Now, I'd rather say: WOW! I've just read the whole thing through again, and it's just so nicely crafted... not so sure on the 'common ending' theme, which seems to be "There's gonna be a wedding, and the King might leave/be replaced". Oh, and even then 6, 8, 14 and 20 can still be set aside. It's the way the number of furcations doubled with barely a bat of an eyelid...
Basically, I'm starting to plan a move, unless someone else already is? If so, best luck to 'em. If not, I'll get right to it.
Thanks for the blaze of glory. If I said what I had in mind as the common ending, it'd probably spoil it for everyon, so here goes... Graziela marries somebody in every play, including 6, 8 and 20. (14 doesn't really count as a play.) I thought, if she does one long speech about "I'm pleased to be getting married", unifying all the styles in some way, it'd do to make the various threads coalesce into a final ending. Hope that doesn't sound too prescriptive, though. I had matt's idea for the final final ending in the back of my mind as well
What was matt's one? Yours seems good, as mine was really just "turn it all into Shakespeare" (due o the great weight of literature of course. Oh, but 20's definitely still separate, mainly 'cause its my favourite. And I've written one's including Furcations 6 and 8 too. And I was going to cross-breed 22 and 30, but I'm not so sure now...
Or should I say "turn it all into Shakespeare" (due to the great weight of literature of course, not 'cause it's easiest).

A Celebrity Commentary: the Good, the Bad and the Tasteless.
An amusing diversion to enhance appreciation of furcations
1, 3
Ozzy Osbourne: Stop waffling and just f___in get on with it! I'm not quite sure how I didn't understand the concept of Celebrity Commentary in my previous move. Anyway, to make it up to Martha Farquar (who was quite dismayed, shall we say), this'll have 2 lots (on the DVD release, not included in special features on VHS). The 'celebrity' part now also comprises the half of previous furcation 3 which isn't now part of Furcation E, namely the tasteless bit: Ozzy Osbourne of course! And the 'commentary' bit, to counteract such forces of evil and darkness, will be provided by Test Match Special. Play on... Radio 4 Announcer:
Well, those of you wishing to continue listening to Insomniac's... sorry, Woman's Hour, that'll now be on FM only. For listeners on long wave, here's Test Match Special.
B Drama: Shakey Shakespeare
The saga continues; bring on the iambic pentameter!
2, 4, 8, 10, 12, 16, 18, 22, 24, 28... 30 to follow
Ozzy Osbourne: That's the whole f___in problem with theatre: a bunch of f___in ponces prancin about speakin in words you can't f___in understand! Eh? It's not the only thing to lose the f___in plot though... [Intermission, during which rab juggles reels of film while penelope and Blob perform the Two Ronnies' Mastermind sketch

Scene 5 or less

At Castle Drogo, where a dual wedding ceremony and a coronation have just taken place. All characters are present, and seated at a huge banquet table.
  • Graziela: [Begins to clear throat, coughs]
    Excuse me, for I've swallowèd a fly
    [Coughs up fly] Ah, there, it clears; I am not going to die!

    Now I am unaccustomed to such speech,
    Despite attempts of courtiers to teach.
    Ere I go on, may I just paraphrase
    The Lut'nist's words, before his kingly days: [Enter Chorus]

    The marriage bed awaits, the curse is dead [Chorus: "Curse is dead!"]
    Both brides and grooms are now joyfully wed [Chorus: "Joyf'ly wed!"]
    Myself and Prince, Meediam, Lutenist [Chorus: "Lutenist!"; Lutenist waves at audience and points at crown he is wearing]
    King Syze exiled, but nah, he won't be missed [Chorus: "Won't be missed", then repeat last line twice, speeding up; exit Chorus]]

    Indeed, King Syze hath taken Hymen's vows
    With Hecate and thus has left this place.
    Alas! But now hath Lutenist been crown'd
    With Meediam his queen; there's no disgrace.

    Le Roi se meurt? Vraiment, le roi se meurt.
    But insomuch as existence has weight,
    With Syze's leave a curse lifts from our land
    King Lutenist's a better head of state.

    And also, by coicidence it seems
    I too have found fulfilment of my dreams
    Prince Charming and Azulejo, you see
    Turned out to be one and the same, lummee!
    And as did Lutenist and Princess Mee-
    -diam, he and I are now hitched, whoopee!

    As if by some collective destiny
    Have gathered husbands-, wives- and kings-to-be
    For Lut'nist a vocation from the blue-
    At least he got to marry Meediam too!

  • Boleti: [semi-aside, if there's such a thing] Aw dang, I'd fancied that girl faw a fling
    We'd've ockerpied a ranch left ba the King. [sighs]
  • Graziela: I feel in some universe parallel
    Tha' you'd've married Meediam as well. [shifty eyed look]

  • Lutenist: Oddly some inevitability
    Hath taken root in other wand'ring story
    As if destiny and love were congregating
    Now let us go disport ourselves with bear baiting!
  • Meediam: Fuck, that can wait 'til you start being king
    Not like fucking old times; this is living!
    We've wedding gifts! Best fucking part of being wed
    Come play with toastrack or this bloody sack instead! [proffers sack marked "OATS"]
  • Prince Charming: The Queen is right - this time must be enjoyed
    It's fair to say the testing times are gorne
    Enjoy it! Don't reflect on such crimes as
    That murd'rous duel in which I slew Bette Bourne.

  • Bored heckler: It's behind you!
  • Prince Charming:Beehind you!!I think that it is not!
    For your opinion is not worth a jot!
  • Bored heckler: Oh yes it is!
  • Prince Charming:Ohe it is!!Now let me make this plain -
    It's not panto! I won't tell you again!

    [An awkward moment, then enter Chorus. Band strikes up for musical-style finale piece]

  • Henry Blofeld: You join us here on the final day of this five day drama, plenty of people in fancy dress around, oh look, one chap's come dressed as a bear! How lovely. A full field of well-wishers, ranging from mid-off to deep mid-wicket, with the best man NIT Boleti at backward short leg and bridesmaids at extra cover. Here comes the bride now! And what excellent delivery she has!
    C Reverse Squeak Piggy Squeak
    The hills are alive with the sound of squeaking.
    5
    Ozzy Osbourne: Sharon! Sharon! The f__in pig's squealin again! *sound of frantic squeals, probably porcine* Jonathan Agnew: Some sort of disturbance at the edge of the field... well, someone's let a pig onto the pitch, here come the stewards to deal with it.
    D Drama: Pinter?
    What's wrong with combining Pinter and bloody stupid questions?
    6, 13
    Ozzy Osbourne: Eh? What the f___?
  • Barry: Err, excuse me...
  • King Syze: Bloody ell, what now?
  • Barry: Err...
  • King Syze: You're not pregnant too, are yer?
  • Barry: Err...
  • King Syze: Well, could yer go ter Sidcup an get me a paper then?
  • Barry: Err...
  • King Syze: Bloody ell, am I the only one ere with a tongue in me head!?
    [exit Barry]
  • Graziela: Weren't you a little harsh on im?
  • King Syze: Yer not pissed are yer?
  • Blowers: Oh look, an aeroplane, our first of the day. A slow-medium aeroplane, coming in from the third man boundary, isn't that fascinating?
    Sir Viv Richards: Err, haven't they just taken a wicket Henry?
    E Carpe Spanklines
    A gruesome hybrid whereby age-old jokes have new punchlines translated from foreign tongues.
    3, 15
    Ozzy Osbourne: Why did the chicken cross the road? Je ne sais f___in pas! Conduct a quiz on legal statutes involving sieves. Well, that'd worry most sheep)
    When is a door not a door? // Jeder Freitag ist ein Tag der guten Tat.
    Aggers: ¿Cómo es eso?
    F Ionesco's Cat
    The dregs of a previous drama collide head-on with feline nostalgia.
    8, 9
    Ozzy Osbourne: Oh f___- GRROOAR!! Right, this'll show 'em. I've been doing my best recently, I've been shedding my hairs everywhere, especially on the King's spare robes. Oh, and I scratched every last cushion on his throne. Funny, though, none of the people in the castle seem to care any more - and I'm sure I've seen some hair and scratches that weren't mine. And more flies...
    Still, you can't beat some good old-fashioned midnight yowling. I'll just squat in this corridor and
    Meeeooooeew! Meeeooooeoeeew!
    MeeeooooewGRRROOOOAAAARRRR!!!!
    Blowers: In comes the bowler, bowls, and... oh that's a lovely shot, placed carefully through the field but with the strength of a bear.
    G Call My 101 Uses For A Black And Decker Workmate
    Exactly what it says on the tin. Can you figure out what it's for?
    11, 23
    Ozzy Osbourne: As I get older, I find a Black and f___in Decker Workmate id the best f___in way to get the head off of a f___in bat before I can f___in chew it.
  • Fiona Bruce: So, having correctly guessed that all 3 definitions were indeed bollocks, it's Alan Coren's team's turn to explain *DING!*
    THE BEST USE FOR A BLACK AND DECKER WORKMATE
    Alan.
  • Alan Coren: Let me take you back to 17th century Italy, the time of Galileo Galilei. Now this gentleman's experiments had a lot of bollocks, I mean, balls, involved - dropping them, rolling them down things and so on. However, his timing methods were based on taking his own pulse, so should a pretty signorina pass by when his balls were dropping his data would be worthless. Now, what he really would've liked would've been an eggtimer, an hourglass, but of course these weren't so widely available then. And the reason? The Black and Decker Workmate didn't get to Italy until 1946. A Black and Decker Workmate is for pinching molten glass to make the pinch to make eggtimers.
  • Minor Celeb #1: San Francisco, 1906. An earthquake, measuring 8.3 on the Richter Scale struck and nearly totally destroyed the city. This, of course, was San Andrea's Fault, or even due to the San Andreas Fault. But why are there no huge chasms in the ground still, like you get in cartoons and cheap films? Well, the answer is that, thanks to their superior strength and grip, the best way to close these gaps was with Black and Decker Workmates. So that's what the early 20th century Californians did.
  • Fiona Bruce: Running out of time, could we have the third definition lightning-fast please, Minor Celebrity #2?
  • Minor Celeb #2: Black and Decker Workmates have no purpose at all. People just buy 'em so they look like they can do DIY, and so we can make jokes about them. Purely ornamental.
  • Christopher Martin- Jenkins: I say, I remember down at Sussex one season, the stumps were caught under the heavy roller, totally destroyed. Or at least one would have thought. But this clever lad, you see, Johnny I think his name was, had one of those new-fangled Black and Decker Workmate things, and he was able to straighten them up again! Mind you, Sussex lost. I was most peeved.
    H Sheridian Sound Charades: Late Review
    Pay careful attention at the back. Film, one word.
    13, 14
    Ozzy Osbourne: Tuj is the worst f___in Sound Charader I've ever f___in seen! He can never f___in guess anything!
  • Kirsty Wark: So, a totally cliched political report followed by an oddly incongruous feature on bear-baiting branded as current affiars. Lady Thick, your view?
  • Lady Thick:Well, I'd surmise that Actons of such a cosine pusilanimous would be adjunctly uncompetitive with modern felicitations!
  • Kirsty Wark: Really?
  • Lady Thick: Quite indistinctly! And the dodecahedral municipality of it all, well! It rutled me to my very installations!
  • Kirsty Wark: And in the absence of Poor John Lovelie, for, um, personal reasons, we can cross over now to King Syze, our senior political critic.
    [Cut to King Syze, holding a cardboard cut-out of a screen surroud in front of him. The camera pans in slightly, attempting to give the impression we are in fact seeing an image of King Syze on an expensive laser display board]
  • King Syze:Well, the vilifications of the... Egad!
    [Cut to Poor John Lovelie as he enters, brandishing a small bowl of custard, from which a low rumbling emanates]
  • Lady Thick: Egad! He's chastising a bowl of porridge!
  • Kirsty Wark: No, don't be daft, it's custard. But why is it emitting a low storm-like sound?
  • Poor John Lovelie: [madly] Cower brief mortals, for this is my...
  • Sir Viv: Yes, well, we had a good time watching a Sheridan play during my last English tour. Still, de language was a little convoluted, no-one talks that way any more, eh Henry?
    Blowers: Of course not, my dear old thing!
    I Farmyard Film Club
    A brand new furcation, where the panellists must devise film titles to amuse shepherds, farmhands and the like. But not bears.

    *

    Ozzy Osbourne: Oh f___in ell, no more animals! Firstly, the Arnold Schwarzenegger vehicle The Germinator. CMJ: I say, what a terrible pun!
    J Describing One Song To The Tune Of Another with the help of a Cartier Bracelet
    Humph rambles on, but what's that on his wrist?
    7, 20
    Ozzy Osbourne: Oh FCUK! ...as the car in front is a Toyota, and therefore Tune 2a, then the removal of the engine of Volkswagen 1a is analogous to the second, or 'other' tune, as played by Colin Cellnet on his Steinway. Of course, I'm sure you're all now thinking 'Where do Black and Decker Workmates or Jacob's Creek wines come into this?' Instead I'm going to answer the question 'Who removes the engine?' Well, personally I'd take the car to Kwikfit to have this done, mainly as it's next door to the One Stop where I buy my Polo mints and a copy of the Independent anyway. However, maybe you know of a Seat garage by the Safeway's where you get some Carlsberg and the Radio Times, but ideally that's beside the point. Don't forget that the main concept to be grasped is... Aggers: In comes the bowler, bowls to the new batsman... and he's out! Caught behind! And he's made a golden Toilet Duck!
    K MC: Eleven Mover
    You know, there just wasn't enough Mornington Crescent being played here. Here's a little puzzler to keep the die-hard fans in. MC in 11, upon which this furcation is programmed to self-destruct.

    *

    Ozzy Osbourne: F___ Allbright's opening, what's wrong with f___in Seven Sisters? Right, I'll set it up as a classic Chalk Farm '84, but with diagonals initially blocked under Najek's Construction so as to reduce the Freem Co-efficient sufficiently. And then Allbright's opening, Totteridge and Whetstone, and home at Goodge Street. Blowers: I must say I'm not such an aficionado of such limited-overs competitions.
    L The Oats / Chekhov Interface
    A disfurcation - previous drama strand #20 with a Cartier Bracelet forcibly removed.
    20
    Ozzy Osbourne: I remember arguin with the other Sabbath guys about whether life is as futile as growing f___in oats in a minefield. Nothing I like more than a good f___in bowl of porridge. [Bert and Graziela embrace]
  • Bert: Ah! Clearly our impending happiness is a metaphor!
  • Graziela: For the eventual triumph of human spirit over all that cruel fate throws at us?
  • Boleti: [sulkily] Nope. That at the end of the day it's all about sex.
  • Graziela: Oh be quiet, you vulgar little man. Happiness through diversity, as the oats are seen to flourish throughout the fields.
  • Boleti: Well, not any more. [Enter Prince Charming]
  • Bert: Oh bollocks.
  • Boleti: Should've said it was just sex, I told you!
  • Graziela: Are you not dead, Prince Charming, former flame of mine? Perished as and with the oats?
  • Prince Charming: Do I look dead? Let me explain. Since my happy childhood in Moscow, I have had a twin brother, our closeness akin to the unified resilience of our country against Western treachery. My brother, Mikhail Charming, assuming the name Azulejo, was recently a servant of house, until it was decided that we should exchange places for safety.
  • Boleti: What's that a metaphor for then?
  • Prince Charming: Not much really. Got the idea from Star Wars Episode I. Oh, and I wanted to be closer to Graziela again...
  • Blowers: And the ball rolls over the boundary rope, and he has made a hundred! Quite splendid innings! And the crowd, to a man, rise and applaud, like a field of oats in the breeze!
    M Four Jet Set Bakers
    Four Words. Two games. One furcation.
    19, 25
    Ozzy Osbourne: That's total f___in rubbish! Back to Bathroom / Hammersmith Blowers: Splendid! Oh I say!
    N Late Review Does Just A Minim
    A response to all those people who saw Germaine Greer's performance in Brendan's move and shouted 'Encore!'
    17
    Ozzy Osbourne: It's nice to hear some f___in music for a change. I've had enough of my f___in daughter... sings like a cat in a f___in blender!
  • Mark Lawson: I think it's fair to say that, indeed, after our show two weeks ago, we received a flood of interest from our viewing public after Germaine Greer's performance. However, contrary to all your requests, we're going to have an encore. Germaine, however, can't be with us tonight, as she was served some food of dubious quality at a non-indigenous eaterie which will remain unnamed. So we asked Tom Paulin - wait, don't switch off, he's not in any costume - to have a go.

    [Tom Paulin waves]

    Mark Lawson: And of course, as he's one of our critics, he has a certain arrogant streak, so he had to find an extremely difficult song. So, with the Barenaked Weasels, the Late Review house band, Tom Paulin will now perform a song called "Yes! Yes!! Yes!!!" by the Barenaked Ladies.

  • Tom Paulin:
    Enough is sufficient equals plenty or ample also adequate and abundant's same as necessary again
    I called your bluff 'cause you think you're so tough
    Because you can make enemies out of friends
    I am getting sleepy; I'm in your command
    Yes! Good!! Fine!!! I understand
    Indeed! Correct!! OK!!! I comprehend

    Over and above or higher which is more, also repeated, re-iterated, even recurring anew
    The experts concur so we're sure it occurred
    We infer the sword is mightier than the pen
    Your location is Atlanta; I am in a band
    Affermative! Agreed!! True!!! I'm part of a musical group
    Assuredly! Certainly!! Indubitably!!! It makes sense

    A fact is a truth or a reality, a certainty, nay an event, even an incident to misunderstand
    And all the detractors who question the cracks
    Have been asked to retract or face reprimand
    You are always lying; I am on the lam
    Undeniably! Indisputably!! Evidently!!! I see
    Incontestably! Surely!! Unarguably!!! It is perceived

    Repetition of suspicion
    Takes a lie and makes it truthful

    Nearer and closer, less further or far, perhaps adjacent / adjoining to our demise
    The fear we adhere to appears to be steering
    Our ears to where we're only hearing lies
    With us our against my people; the line is in the sand
    Certifiably! Unfalteringly!! Securely!!! I perceive its meaning
    Definitely! Very much so!! Without a shadow of a doubt!!! I apprehend!!!!

    Iteration of misgivings
    Tranforms an untruth into a thing of veracity.

  • Mark Lawson: I think the only comment needed here is "Nice one, weirdo."
  • Mark Kermode: Nope, that was rubbish. The production values were good, but basic errors like picking a song no-one's ever heard of let it down.
  • Mark Lawson: Well, I thought it was quite good actually.
  • Mark Kermode: Oh shut up, baldy.
  • Aggers: Interesting tactics from the captain here. Many criticise the selection of a relatively unknown song, but he seems to have pulled it off jolly well. Mind you, he's picked a song with triple repetition in the title, strings of six or seven repetitions... it even repeats the word 'repetition'! And of when your technique with the thesaurus is that good you can't really go wrong.
    O Psycho Haiku
    Here that knotty question is finally answered: what do you get when you cross Japanese No Theatre with the lyric intensity of Just A Minim? The first letters of this haiku form the first line of another haiku. Not quite fractal complexity, but tricky nonetheless.
    17, 26
    Ozzy Osbourne: FFS. FF
    S, FFS, FFS.
    FFS. O f___!
    The old writings read
    In there ev'ry ancient hai
    And its ku under.
    CMJ: Not a country noted for its cricketing prowess, Japan.
    P Gazuga-Worshipping Vanilla Gallifrey Crescent
    I'll explain this slowly. The game we all know and love, with a Gallifrean twist, and then played while worshipping Gazuga.
    21, 29
    Ozzy Osbourne: I wish I'd been f___in christened Martha Farquar! Time to flee from Martha Farquar's trap to a location nearer the interstitial time delay helix, namely Westminster, but Frau Farquar shall feel the wrath of Gazuga soon enough. By the way, are cybermen wild? They are no match for Gazuga's mighty lizard hordes. Blowers: I say, who is this Gazuga chap?
    Q Kandra Woods
    Continuing frumitious (and indeed frumtious) verse.
    27
    Ozzy Osbourne: I saw a f___in Tharl once. I think I was stoned at the time. Can't f___in remember. "A Tharl!" he thunked, "In Kandra Woods!"
    "And ranxing as though in its proods!"
    So to his nurlsome pack he made
    To divestile his taunic blade.
    Aggers: There's still a long-running debate about the use of Tharls outside the limited-over games, but personally I think it should be allowed.
    R Maximum High-Speed Reverse Obliterate Ruttsborough's Ostrich
    "Maximum of 5 moves: starting with the ostrich, lose it. Go!"

    *

    Ozzy Osbourne: F___in ell! A f___in ostrich on the Tube? This is good f___in stuff! And after that devastating pincer attack (reminiscent of Projoy himself) I have the ostrich pinned at Homerton. Huzzah! Blowers: Oh I say, a most excellent ostrich capture, rather reminiscent of Sir Viv Richards!
    Sir Viv: Of course, de ostriches we used were smaller.
    S Ever-Decreasing HYPEarthquakes
    A change of direction, but essentially the same game.
    31
    Ozzy Osbourne: Is it my f___in eyes, or are there 32 headlines on this f___in newspaper?
    POPE NOT QUALIFIED OR CELIBATE SINCE 1066 SOME
    WIVES
    EXCEPT IN
    FOURSOME
    URSINE , SAYS INQUIRY - REPORTS
    CARDINAL
    ACCORDING TO
    PRIVILEGE
    SURGEON , CLAIMS ROYAL SPOKESPERSON SHOWING
    BENEFICENTLY
    VATICAN WITHOUT
    - SHAME
    NOR ALIEN OR EVEN
    FEAR
    DENTIST FROM
    CLAIMS
    CATHOLIC - ALLEGATION FROM CARDINALS OF MORE
    UNDENIABLE
    GIBSON PASSIONATE
    ENCOUNTER
    VERIFIED WITH WITH REPETITIVE
    STUTTERING
    - DISAPPOINTED NUNS
    , VAGUELY
    DENIED BY BEAR ATTACK HEADLINES
    -ING
    APOLOGETIC BROWBEATEN
    BEAR
    EVENTUALLY ALTHOUGH - BISHOP NOW
    DISPUTED
    - RELIEVED POPE'S
    HIMSELF
    Blowers: And that's the last ball of the day. A level match so far?
    Sir Viv: Even stevens.
    Blowers: What will the papers tomorrow make of it?
    Sir Viv: Mountains out of molehills, probably.

    Well, I'm quite pleased just that that worked, and for the loss of just one /font tag in furcation G. Not bothered by the quality (or otherwise) of the move, but the table's nice.
    Bzzzt! Repetition of 'OR' in the HYPEarthquakers...

    [Shurely 'Congratulations'? -- Ed.]

    Well, that wasn't worth the effort.
    *looks in, falls over, crawls out*
    *copies boolbar*
    Bool, AP] Chickens! Come in, the water's lovely!
    I think I'm prepared to have a bash at sound charades, but I don't know how to hide it. Don't wish to spoil it for other MCers...
    Nice move, Tuj, and thanks for writing a sound charade I can guess for next time. Now I wish I'd smuggled a few characters into the other games too!
    Who's next?
    MF] Nice to see you back here - taking you to be the resident drama instigator! All OK then? Sadly the only sound charades I'm capable of producing are easy ones... Still, I hope you don't want to disqualify my move this time around...
    Oh, and did I mention the reason there are two celebrity commentaries is 'cause I missed it out last time, for your appeasement?
    Consider me appeased. Though I reckon the Eleven Mover strand's a bit optimistic! The Celeb Commentaries are definitely the most frustrating bit, though, taking the longest to write and without much hope of being read. (Which is why I introduced them :o) And I agree this game isn't worth the effort
    Hang about, did you change my HYPEarthquakes move?
    MF] I tweaked the "FOR" to "FOURSOME". A tabloid stole your broadsheet's headline actually... Well, it still makes sense reading down, and it was all that was stopping me starting the decreasing feature, so I reckoned it was a typo (erm...). I reckon it may well be worth the effort, as with the drama cut down considerably (and potentially merging with Just A Minim), it'll condense. And maybe the Celeb Commentary'll get scythed too...
    I think the main problem is finding someone to play the next move. I'll remain willing subsequently (and hopefully you), but someone else just needs to give it a go...
    But "Pope not qualified or celibate except for some..." makes at least as much sense as "Pope not qualified or celibate except foursome some..."
    Nuh-uh. The headline reads "Pope not qualified or celibate except foursome." Half of the headlines have narrow extra columns denoting that they are finished. Maybe that doesn't show up for you as it does from where I can see...
    *popping in to say 'hello' to the furcation game*
    *Pops in to say hello to Chalky and the furcation game*
    *groans - "somebody help me! waste all your time playing me! help!"*
    *chops Furcation Game into two*
    How ironic...the furcation game has been furcated.....
    *pops in, looks around, falls over, gets up, goes out again.*
    fuck our goverment it is going to shit your friend bush
    Airway? Breathing? Circulation?
    [rab] Aer Lingus, heavily, and poor through rush hour. sorry.
    Could this game apply for a special visa, Mr Blunkett?
    Can't see a problem with that. coat!
    We'll put 'er in cold storage while the visa application goes through. Eet's all going to plan, maaster...
    What, with a good 'ole Mornignton Crescent 2000 Deluxe Refrigerator Unit? Don't worry, she'll be back.
    Hahaha... You can't spell Mornington Crescent!! Oh wait, that was me... p155
    *rolls tumbleweed*
    *sound of a stiff breeze whirling round a canyon*
    can I kill this now? *sharpens knife*
    You can try.
    nights, rab] Aww, come on, all it needs is a little love! There's not even all those drama threads wafting around, an' if you wriggle out of the celeb commentary and mash together another couple of threads it's barely any work at all! Thinks: maybe I could make another move, send it in a brown envelope to someone else, and they could play on!
    [Tuj] Fear not. My last comment should have a dangling '...but it won't work' attached to it.
    [rab] are you sure? I'm really rather good at killing things.






    I've said too much.
    I beg to differ...


    The latest bifurcating limerick, reposted from the limericks game
    • CdM - Waiter! The bill, if you please / Excuse me, can we get the check [Raak] That had me laughing out loud.
    • Irouleguy - As soon as we've finished our cheese/And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze

      Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec/Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    • Botherer - Our taxi awaits/The hideous stilton / It's cold enough out/The troublesome weather // The flight from Toronto/It flies in an hour / Except for the beer/I've got an account
    • Juxtapose - curse you, botherer... okay, I'll try line four
    • Chalky - [Jux] Ha! that happened to me last time - Raak beat me to Line 4 by about 10 minutes. So I copped Line 5. Deep joy :-)
    • Juxtapose - Waiter! The bill, if you please
      As soon as we've finished our cheese
      Our taxi awaits
      So no further debates / In the United States

      Waiter! The bill, if you please
      As soon as we've finished our cheese
      The hideous stilton
      You serve at the Hilton / Could cause one to wilt on

      Waiter! The bill, if you please
      And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze
      It's cold enough out
      That my pitcher of stout / To destroy without doubt

      Waiter! The bill, if you please
      And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze
      The troublesome weather
      Has froze us together / Has ruined the leather

      Excuse me, can we get the check
      Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
      The flight from Toronto
      Is taking off pronto / Will quickly be gone so

      Excuse me, can we get the check
      Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
      It flies in an hour
      By platypus power / So bring it right now or

      Excuse me, can we get the check
      Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
      Except for the beer
      Charge that to Rich Gere / And these hazelnuts here

      Excuse me, can we get the check
      Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
      I've got an account
      Of a stunning amount / Thanks to Ms. Lisa Blount
    Kicking it off...

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    Our taxi awaits
    So no further debates
    We've all to be busy as bees

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    Our taxi awaits
    In the United States
    So we've got a long flight overseas

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    The hideous stilton
    You serve at the Hilton
    Has brought half the room to it's knees

    Waiter! The bill, if you please
    As soon as we've finished our cheese
    The hideous stilton
    Could cause one to wilt on
    This nouvelle cuisine pair of peas
    [hehe, 'nouvelle cuisine'...]
    Is anyone raring to have a go at the next bit? (and I nearly spelt my screenname 'Knoobbfly')
    OK, Knobbfly, here goes...

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    The flight from Toronto
    Is taking off pronto
    If I miss it, I'll end up a wreck

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    The flight from Toronto
    Will quickly be gone so
    Make doubly sure it's correct

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    It flies in an hour
    By platypus power
    Twin engined duck-billed Lockheed jet

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Or I'll miss my flight to Quebec
    It flies in an hour
    So bring it right now or
    It'll be a right pain in the neck

    Phew! I don't claim they're any good (but I'm quite proud of the Lockheed one), but someone else can have the last 4!
    OK, this might not have been the greatest of ideas....Still, I started, so I should finish

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    Except for the beer
    Charge that to Rich Gere
    Teach him to be a smart aleck

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    Except for the beer
    And these hazelnuts here
    Which came from the crew of Star Trek

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    I've got an account
    Of a stunning amount
    Far more than we owe for this dreck

    Excuse me, can we get the check
    Don't worry, it's all on Cal Tech
    I've got an account
    Thanks to Ms. Lisa Blount
    And her shy fiancé Vivek
    Actually it's not finished yet... we missed the "Waiter! The bill, if you please And we're moving inside 'fore we freeze" bit out. However I'm all out of funny rhymes for 'please'
    Can I be bold enough to suggest we draw a line in the cyber-sand and move on? A brave experiment that appears to have lost the will to live...

    tentatively...
    And I'll even start us up afresh...

    A rare Patagonian llama
    Suffered a cranial trauma / Was purchased by Ken Nakayama (you realize we'll need 32 rhymes for "llama" by the end of this nonsense...)
    Well, I believe there's only one way to resolve this debacle, and as I started it:

    A rare Patagonian llama
    Suffered a cranial trauma
    The reason, you see
    Was just because he
    Was purchased by Ken Nakayama.


    There. Complete, with no loss of honour, Nakayama-san. Apart from the fact you damaged the poor creature's cranium.
    So, what of the Furcation Game we're really all here for?
    [Tuj] I think it's furcked off.
    We could always do another furckin limerick, eh?
    I say "we" in the broadest, communal, sense, of course, having not, in fact, contributed to the last one in any way.
    [Tuj] re. Furcation Game - we're still waiting for Projoy's masterpiece which he was going to post circa Christmas 2003 :-)
    I'm working on it, I swear. Give a man some time, here. :-)
    ...although I fear it will now be impossible to live up to the promise that such an extended wait portends.
    That's a very good point. I seem to remember you talking about it in the car when we were going up to Rugby last year.
    Perhaps I should set myself a deadline to get me going: if I haven't posted it by 2015, you're welcome to go and close the game :).
    Instead of limericks you could do palindromes to explain why the devil never even lived?
    Egad! A base tone denotes a bad age! I did see referees, did I?
    [Projoy] That's quarter past eight on which day?
    Maybe a whip-round will give Projoy the filip he needs.
    *chuckles*
    Well don't say i didn't try to help...

    The Furcation game was so pleasant
    With more spirit than Annie Besant
    But all things must pass
    All flesh is as grass
    It's time to say Mornington Crescent!
    Or even just Mornington Crescent
    [Irouléguy] Have you actually looked up to see the great game that once was? This behemoth has a little bit of distance to go yet. It's just stalled, that's all.
    Just stalled? Look, matey, I know a dead game when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
    I don't think so. And, unfortunately for you, what I say, goes. :)
    the boy has a point. we are all slaves to rab's mood in this case (and no-one can remember the terminating move either).
    [nights] There isn't one :)
    Cheers three for rab. Are there any current rumours of a move afoot?
    I haveN'T THE FIRst clue about HTML, so you won't have one from me.
    nights] You don't need it - just hi-jack someone else's table and reword (repaint if desired). That's how I learned.
    I got about 33% through composing a move this weekend, but because of the nature of it, I have to start again from the beginnning (or very nearly) if I don't create and post it within a short space of time. Watch this space.
    Anyone for a quick game of "Where's my yoghurt?" while we wait for Projoy's ineffable masterpiece?
    blame] How do we play this? And isn't "quick" a little optimistic?
    Given how seldom I eat it, my yoghurt is probably still in a cow.
    mine's probably in the fridge in Bath where I left it in June. THAT should give the letting company a surprise.
    For some reason, mine's started calling itself "Bob".
    Bob the Yog?
    It's short for Robert the Yoghurt.
    How does the markup work?
    [Palnatoke] Have a look at Dr Qux+um's excellent site, where you will learn more than you ever thought possible about HTML
    You know, I was afraid to look in here, as the last version of this game used to crash my browser when I tried to open it. And now I come in here using the powerful server at work, and I find you all standing around gossiping!
    Last actual move in the game was 29th July 2004...
    That's quite a while ago isn't it. Projoy murmered something about a Korean epic, if I recall...
    I wouldn't hold your breath, necessarily. As mentioned I did once get about 20% of the way through a move, but if I don't do it all in a very short period it usually means I have to start from scratch again.
    20, 33, whatever.
    Try scratching?
    Heh, almost three months later I answer your question Tuj: "Where's my yoghurt?" has a very similar relationship to the concept of "rules" as does the game of Mornington Crescent. Or to put it another way I made it up. Still, it got us talking for 6 moves. Maybe I should invent the game then... erm...

    Okay everyone, I've hidden my yoghurt. I'll do a short and probably obscene mime of where I put it, then you can start guessing...
    <mime>
    Waves hands around slowly and stands on one leg. Falls over.
    </mime>
    Okay, start guessing. Yoghurt search on.
    Has it been consumed by that baby walrus by your side?
    this is queer
    No it's not - it's rather gay actually - much like the Rupert-the-bear-style scarf which was worn in the mime. Is that a significant prop, blamelewis??
    Darn it! Who left this yoghurt here? I've just got it all over my trouse... oh, sorry... hope I didn't spoil the game for anyone. Carry on...
    Well, now that that's been cleaned up, perhaps we could try another round. <mime>
    Raises left hand above head and hold right arm out fully extended, while scratching right calf with left foot. Falls over noisily.
    </mime>

    I'll give you a clue - it's a low-fat cherry one.
    Stab in the dark - is it a pie?
    What's a low-fat cherry?
    Is it under that low, fat, cherry tree?
    Wol] No it's a yoghurt - the game is finding where it's hidden
    Kim] It's the opposite of a more-oil-o cherry *boom-boom*
    INJ] No, but you're warm
    Intuitively, I'd say it was in Boston, MA.
    {Projoy} Quiet you! Get back to work on the move ;)
    [Irouléguy] Is it on Dantooine?
    Projoy] Intuitively, I'd say it was in Boston, MA. Well intuited! But we need a more exact location than that.
    blamelewis] Is it on Dantooine? Nope
    Is it hiding in a cupboard in the low-fat cherry yoghurt pie factory in the northern suburbs of Boston? Forgive my obsessive interest in pies; I'm just gathering data to put on a chart.
    OOH! Well done! But which cupboard?
    pies] No worries - I use the same excuse about spending time in bars.
    The cherrywood one?
    Just taking a first peek at this game......yo got me totally confused!
    [lurker] You seem to have a very good grasp of it then.
    I meant, of course, the cherrywood cupboard next to the door in the emulsification quality evaluation department on the 3rd floor.
    INJ] Correctamundo, though on reflection perhaps hiding it behind the pickle jar was a little unfair. Another round, or should we have a *cough* quick game of something else?
    In the meantime, we could all go to a concert: how about this performance of a modern classic. That'll keep us distracted until, er, the year 2639. Time enough for someone to complete a move?
    [Wol] One would hope so. Perhaps that one is just me...
    Hurrah for Tuj, saviour of the last move!
    Eh?
    Well, being the "one" and all that. I just thought that I'd keep on your good side so you'd protect me from Agent Smith.
    Ah, natch. Had you noticed my moniker is an anagram of "jut"?
    Missed that, being far too focussed on it being an anagram of "Ujt".
    um... Knightsbridge!
    Uxtajospe. Bring it on...
    The Borer If you insist...
    You ugliér
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