A game of MC where rude and outspoken comments about everyone else's bad play/attitude/spelling/general character/personal hygiene/parentage/&c is de rigeur. Is that simple enough for you, or should I SPELL IT OUT?
Whoopee! big deal, yawnsvile, is that it? the quality of other peoples moves is straining credulity beyond breaking point. Buck up your F***ing ideas. Surely one of you is capable of doing something slightly reasonable, stop behaving like a bunch of pathetic inebriated imbeciles, only able to make purile infantile moves. Green Park
Latimer ROAD for Christs sake! Green park was about as useful as Ann Widdecombe's fanny! Have you lot ever played this game before? You are taking the piss.
You do realise -- well, of course you don't -- that the win has been lying wide open for nine moves? But no, you all display as much insight and verve as a treeful of blind three-toed sloths with senile dementia. Here, Dazed5, have a tub of clue musk, I believe the clue mating season is beginning. For Inkspot, a dictionary to improve his spelling. For the dogmael, my brief ten-volume monograph on bidiagonal openings will give him a satisfactory grounding in the basics he has clearly been too hasty to trouble to learn, after which he may at least be able to make his first move without attracting the scorn of real players who may have hoped to face an opponent possessed of some real knowledge. For penelope, a puce feather boa. For the rest, a bucket of pshaws and ptuis to distribute as you wish. It has been a pleasure -- to finish the game.
And st dogmael, next time try to initialise the game with the proper final move. Really, sabotaging the system is as fatuous as stealing a karate master's black belt and imagining you can fight him on equal terms.
So Rensdorf you think you have won!!!! Laugh? I nearly pissed myself, perhaps from the summit of Mount Olympus you can tell me which of these properly sums up your situation, it it A, how great the mighty fallen or B, the harder they come, the harder they fall. Well my son, you are flat on your a*se, having slipped on a fresh Richard III. Oh this moment is so sweet, a moment to cherish as not one of the Gods of Olympus but the court jester puts their foot in it, digs a hole and continues digging with a most obvious foul, falling hook line and sinker for the trap set up by Dazed5. Onwards we go jeering at the inept arrogance of Rensdorf, singing and dancing on his grave all the way to Covent Garden.
Well, with that move, you've met yours...probably been listening to too much ABBA. Waterloo played after an unsuccessful MC opens a buffalo charge, free switch to an American system and back, so Clark/Lake (Chicago) and Dollis Hill