The COSGROVE VS BLACKADDER Game!!!

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

In honor of the new year (and my having almost finished the latter series!), this is another "back and forth" type of game: Each poster addresses the next one as the friendly Sgt. Cosgrove of Freakazoid! fame, extending an invitation to go do something mildly weird - but, rather than the ever-enthusiastic Freakazoid, we each reply to "Cosgrove" in the voice of ever-sarcastic Edmund Blackadder (AKA 'Samsara's Chewtoy'!) who always expresses his disdain for the idea by saying he'd supposedly prefer to do something else, something bizarre AND horrible!!! The contents of offer and reply need not have anything to do with each other (but if you can think of a thematic link, more power to you!).

EXAMPLE OF PLAY: wrote:

Poster 1: "...Hey, would you like to go watch the train-eating contest?"

Poster 2: "I'd rather be fellated by a swingline stapler!

Armin Shimerman's in town, wanna go criticize him?"

Poster 3: "I'd rather operate a halfway-home for flakka-addicted zebra-mussels out of my pantaloons...!"

And so on....

Now, TO BEGIN!:

Hey, let's go watch the mummies dance!

[Bumptious Wazzock]

No thank you, Cosgrove, I’ve already seen the daddies dance. I sincerely doubt that the mummies will be any better! In fact, I’d much rather find a slumbering shoggoth and poke it with a stick to make it tickle itself with it’s own tendrils and then promptly vomit all over the place.

Hey, let’s binge watch the entire Jurassic Park movies at my place!

[I'm Hiding In Your Closet]

I've got a better idea; how about I go wading through the deep Everglades while wearing Lady Gaga's meat-dress?!

Wanna go check out Millipartway's, the Restaurant At The End of The Current Cosmic Epoch?