Here are the rules.
Monday, November 28, 2005
Bradopoly: The Special Edition
For those of you who wanted actual names on your place-squares of Bradopoly, here you go. You probably will have to print out the gameboard in order to read all the names. There had better be no quibbling about hierarchy in regard to the streets named after the various bloggers, or there will be no chocolate pudding for anyone! (I'm practicing my authoritarian-uncle tone for when my niece Charlotte comes to intern for Bradley Enterprises. I have a feeling that she is going to need lots and lots of bossing around in order to keep her in line. Gorilla children are notoriously rambunctious.)
Here are the rules.
Here are the rules.
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I'll hapily take my place next to m'lady on Green. I was hoping for yellow, would have settled without quam for red...but Green! I'm honored.
VERY tough to read. Any chance we can bribe you to post a larger version in higher res?
Yes, yes, lots of bribes. I've enlarged the font a bit, but if you don't have the enlargement capabilities (where a little box appears in the corner with little arrows, showing you that you can enlarge the photo more), I may have to email you the jpg for printing. This may be as large as Blogger lets it go without cropping it into portions (perish the thought).
I am the HTML Master of this dojo...do you REALLY think I don't know how to enlarge photos?! I don't even use that silly IE crap with stupid auto-shrinking images...I'm an OPERA man. With the press of one button, I can enlarge the ENTIRE web browser up to 10x mag....
That was my gruff response to a gruff Gorilla..
For real, though, thanks for the effort!
J
Whoops, I broke character for a moment. Here's what I should have written:
Hitman J,
You are an OPERA man! Why are you pestering me about font size? Why don't you just press one button and enlarge the ENTIRE web browser up to 10x mag? If someone else needs help, they can call Hitman J. I'm sure that his HTML prices will be somewhat reasonable, and he will make you an offer you can't refuse. Ho ho.
Pudding Park is a very desirable residential area. A typical evening meal in these classy suburban mansions would include some form of gorilla meat - gorilla sausages, gorilla liver, gorilla steaks or gorilla pie - Mmmmmmm! By the way I have enormous "enlargement capability" as my wife can testify!
That just may be the cutest thing I've ever seen, from the gruffest gorilla in the world.
PS: Yorkshire Pudding needs a lesson in gorilla etiquette.
Yorkshire Pudding,
Do I talk about Sheffield Sausages, Sauted-Brits-Well-Done to-A-Burnt-Crisp (see, I know something about English cuisine), or Northern-Schoolteacher-On-Toast? A nation that thrives on,pickled eel, Marmite and offal pie (don't tell me that's "kidney" in your steak and kidney pie, because I know better) can't be ALL good. Really, Mr. Pudding, I question your palate. Maybe you should visit France for awhile. (Tip to all my readers-- if you ever want to make a Brit throw a fit, just tell him to go to France where the REAL food is. You may have to run the other direction, but believe me, it's well worth it.)
Ho ho!
The problem, my gruff hairy chum, is that the resolution was so poor that enlargement left me with a black blurr.
but again...thanks for the hi-res.
Thanks for the effort to include me on your game.
Thanks for the effort to even make the game.
And "touché" on the Brit.
I had a French salesman in my office a month ago. He was telling me where their manufacturing site is...Brittany. Near Normandy. I said "Wow, that far North, you're practically Brittish!"
He choked on his cheap American wine.
I'm not getting a discount on his stuff, either...D'oh.
One of my favorite British-French culture-war clashes is the Blackadder episode Nob and Nobility. As a Yank watching from the sidelines, it has me in stitches everytime.
What is this "France" place you talk about? Also what exactly is a "Brit"? I've heard of Britt Eckland the movie star but we English don't like to be bracketted with the Welsh, Scots and Irish - that's like classifying gorillas with chinchillas and other toothy rodents. Manners cost nothing old chap.
Mr. Pudding, Calling you a "Brit" is like calling me an Ape. I am proud to be an Ape. Why are you not proud to be a Brit?! Actually, it's probably akin to calling residents of the United States "Americans" when there's Canada and Mexico in North America, Brazil and Argentina (and a whole host of others) in South America, plus all the countries in Central America.
I don't think either of us is well-versed in manners. We're gruff. Gruff people don't need manners. Whoops, here comes my Landlady... I'd better duck.
I don't seem to have a square on that board. More importantly, I cannot make heads or tails of the first red property. "Nouabale-Ndoki Park"? What on earth is that? Is it perhaps some famous gorilla refuge in Africa with which I am unfamiliar?
Phil,
Check the reds again. The Park is a gorilla refuge, indeed. Next to it is your rectangle.
I submit that you have sneakily changed the board, following my complaint! I'm sure there was no "Phil Hill" there before.
I admit to nothing. As my Landlord often says, "I've done nothing wrong-- AS USUAL!"
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