Speciale Secret Kalamazoo Game: The Bradshawe Shifte

By Seynt Viralemarketinge, a planne hath hit upon me. Graunt me pardon, gentils, for this nys nat a real poost, but rathir a sudden and urgent communicacioun to the grete scolers of Qalamazoo.

To alle the grete folke at Qalamazoo, to yow Ich do propose a game. It involveth a secret code phrase, sum maner of dauncing, and also peraventure snogginge.

I. Yif ye knowe and reden of thys poost of blog, ye maye walke up to eny person and saye the worde "Bradshawe Shifte."

II. Then, yif that person that ye have seyde that phrase unto knoweth also of thys poost, that person must doon a smal daunse at ones, no mattir where or whanne he or sche is askid. Be yt at a sessioun, or in the halle, or at a recepcioun, a daunse must be doon by the person who hath been "called out" by the wordes "Bradshawe Shifte." (Yif the person knowe nat of thys blog, then the askere loseth no thing but a litel tyme, for no maner scoler wolde evir be offendid by talke of the Bradshawe Shifte).

III. Yif the daunser doth performe the Bradshawe Shifte daunse successfullye upon beinge askede, the askere of the question must thenne yive unto the daunser eyther a drinke, a small amounte of moneye, or a kisse. The daunser hath the choys.

Maye ye be merrye at yower Bradeshawe-shiftinge!

(Pardon yif thys game ys nat verye elaborate. The first versioun did involve a beheadinge contest, but Ich koud nat werke out the logistics.)