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I have recently invented a game which can be played by
Westerners
who are staying in large hotels in predominantly Muslim countries.
It
is called "The Room Service Wine Game". I have played a few
rounds of it so far.
Here's how to play the Solitaire version:
1) Order and consume a
bottle of wine in your room.
2) When the wine is finished, return the bottle, wine-cooler and
glass to the tray on which they were delivered.
3) Stroll down the corridor past the other rooms, carrying the
aforementioned tray, bottle etc.
4) When nobody is looking, place the tray on the floor, *exactly*
mid-way between two adjacent rooms.
5) Wait.
The skill lies in picking the rooms. If you have picked badly, then
two
Westerners in the adjacent rooms will merely assume that the
other
has enjoyed a refreshing drink. If you have picked a little better,
then the Muslim resident of one room will be slightly amused or
offended by the drinking habits of the Westerner in the next room,
while the Westerner will be surprised to see that his Muslim
neighbour has been indulging.
If, however, you have hit the jackpot, and placed the tray
between
two rooms occupied by Muslims, much amusement can be had from
the resulting confusion.
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Ingenious, prejudiced, dangerous, insulting,
devious, patronising and funny [+] |
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Funny, yes. But you do realise this is exactly the reason why so many muslims hate the west right? That and because they refuse to listen to Yoda. |
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For an extra frisson, include a bacon sandwich on the room service order. |
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//this is exactly the reason why so many muslims hate
the west // |
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(How long have you been doing this shit, [Max]?) |
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I imagine this could also be done profitably in Salt Lake City. |
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Of course, to work at all, the occupants of adjoining rooms must be aware of each other's religions. |
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I suspect that most people of all persuasions drink like fish and watch nonstop dirty movies in their hotels. +/- ibogaine. Present company excluded, of course. |
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Well, no wonder they're pissed! |
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But I wonder why they got pissed at the whole
western world just because [MB] plays little jokes on
them? That doesn't seem right. [Max], don't you have
any buildings or airports on the estate they could
blow up? |
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I'm not having debris all over the croquet lawns again.
Besides, it frightens the peacocks. |
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How about leaving a plate of pork rib bones and a drugged and trussed, used rentboy next to the bottle? You could probably start an entire jihad within a half hour or so, if you pick the right (wrong) rooms. |
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//much amusement can be had from the resulting
confusion// There is also the possibility that the
occupants of both rooms would sigh, roll their eyes, and
mutter "_That_ old chestnut again!" Only empirical research
(with adequate sample size, of course) can give us the
answer. |
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Is that haiku? I agree with you though, this is
psychopathy. |
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With you on that one,
[WcW]
100%
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Psychopathy, yes,
But done most amusingly.
Laughs get indulgence. |
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A religious war,
Broke out at the Sheraton,
Over wine bottles. |
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Why do we always
Find ourselves doing Haiku
Here on the HB? |
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A baker yclept Maxwell B
Thought he'd stir up some controversy
and his un-PC joke
earned 9 [+]! HB folk
find that sort of thing funny, you see. |
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A variation of this game can be played with a half-eaten
cheeseburger in India. |
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//India// Or Borough Park, Brooklyn. |
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By his use of "yclept" our friend [mouse],
Reveals his erudite roots to this house,
I must admit I'd not heard,
That particular word,
Since last I partook of fine scouse. |
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If you want to really offend a Mohammedan louse,
And his olfactory sense fully arouse,
Mayonnaise and Romaines,
On a soft petit-pain,
Make a meal with tomato and souse. |
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[infidel] presents to us fleeting annos
with more inspiration than he usually shows. |
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This whole idea, and the annos brought me outta a pretty
suicidal, dismal funk. So it must be good.
+=yayyayay=funny idea. |
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Ahh, the power of humor over hatred. |
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Inspiration may be balanced 'gainst time,
When composing a few lines of rhyme,
It depends on the day,
As to what I might say,
Whether crude or refined or sublime. |
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wine chooses placement and fate |
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//This whole idea, and the annos brought me outta a pretty
suicidal, dismal funk. So it must be good.// |
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Well, I've always said, if I can brighten someone's life, they
must be pretty deep in crap. |
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I would have thought the HB would precipitate depression, rather than alleviate it. |
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