I got stuck this weekend in a rinky dink motel in the middle of cow country due to the fog, with nothing on the television but 3 channels and they were in Spanish.
(Understandable. After all, this isn't America, it's Tax-Free North Mexico.)
I was so bored I made up a new game in my head. Actually it's just a spin on an old favorite: Clue.
I used to love Clue! I loved the names and the game pieces and most especially the game board with the floor plan of a house with secret passages and everything.
I loved it that Mr. Boddy had a Library! And a Conservatory!
I was thinking that to folks nowadays, what with the dumbing down of America and all that, it would be more marketable if the characters, house and weapons were more in keeping with this new generation.
So I came up with some alternatives:
Trailer Trash Clue: Cousin Billy in the Coon Shed with the Meth Pipe.
Country Clue: Aunt Doraleen in the Grainery with the Pitchfork.
I love that word; Grainery.
Ghetto Clue: Brotha Darryl in the Alley with the Glock.
Illegal Alien Clue: Jose in the Tomato Fields with the Machete.
Oh, wait, here's one more:
Miss Pink in the Morning Room with the Lead Teapot.