"No," Lloyd murmured. "I don't think I'll

"No," Lloyd murmured. "I don't think I'll ever get over you." "Well TRY!" Lisa said. "Here, let me help you."

Lisa promptly started having sex with Charly while Lloyd watched. Bob got it on with Linda. Cynthia shtupped Esmerelda. Susan and Pat had a Jamaican Sundae with Walter while Emile

builds a bonfire, Enrico plays with it. We were playing games without frontiers - war without tears. It was a knock out.... or maybe a Halo death-match.

Anyways, that's how I play Shoots & Ladders, Sorry! I hope it doesn't Boggle your mind. If you don't understand you should get a Clue.

I don't care if Othello argues that the names are Snakes & Ladders or Cluedo! Guess Who cares? I wouldn't Risk my Life to say who. It is a clever Mouse Trap Operation designed to

Monopolize the Checkered Memory of the Rail Baron. Sensing Trouble on the Eastern Front, I booked a Ticket To Ride on the Orient Express to the Chinese Empire, but I was Sorry!

I Brainstormed, searching for Clues. My Cranium hurt, but finally I learned of the Settlers of Catan and their Chinese-Checkered past. It was no Trivial Pursuit but quite a Smess.

"Balderdash!" I cried in frustration, & accidentally Spit on the Pai Gow takeout. "You Pig!" my girlfriend said with Spite and Malice, "take your Gin and Go!" "I'm not Sorry!" I ye

lled, "I'm glad this Charade is over. Anyway I've been sleeping with your best friend - she's a Top Trump" "Oh Hell!" spat my (ex)girlfriend, "I'm going to go Bezique!"