May 18, 2005
"But I’m more of a paper person – trying to cover all my bases at once, stretched a little think, not one to leave something uncovered or undone."
He should've thinought that line out a little longer.
See also: the World Rock-Paper-Scissors Society.
When I was a boy, ye could play this game with youngsters from almost country, even if ye couldn't speak a common language -- whiled away a whole Atlantic passage playing this with kids from Greece, Poland, and Crete.
The exception was kids from the US, where players inclined to introduce a fourth element "Dynamite!" (all five digits extended represetnting sticks of the stuff). Which ended the whole game abruptly.
Dunno if this was a passing, post-war fad or not. Once dynamite is allowed, of course everyone calls it, a bit like nuclear weapons among nations.
As a kid in 80s Australia, we had an answer to that bees - the scissors beat dynamite, because they cut the wick off.
Lord!!! Zanshin scissors reminds me of HS wrestling in Alaska. A lot of girls went out for teams. I was in the 190lb class and never had the chance, but a kid on the team had to wrestle a girl in a tournament. He beat her on points in the final minutes and jumped up and down like the had just beaten the Iron Sheik (or Nikoli Volkov). Everyone then informed him that wrestling a girl is a no win situation.
grover96 speaks some truth: girls always win.
Huzzah!!!
Yes, scissors cuts the fuse, but dynamite destroys rock ... but what about paper - you kinda have to call that one a tie since otherwise the symetry is completely messed up rather than partially messed up.
Ok, I had to look up the word huzzah. According to Random House dictionary, huzzah goes back as far as 1573.
"In English the form hurrah is literary and dignified; hooray is usual in popular acclamation."
I may not be dignified, but how about "hooray" for me learning a new word?
You forgot pen missile! Nyerrrrrrm!
Roshambo. It's a religion, it's conflict resolution, it's a cult of personality, it's a way of life, it's rocks and paper and scissors grooving up their thing. The Roshambo Ten Comanments state: I am the Lord your rock. Thou shalt make no paper to cover me.
the story that started all the rock-paper-scissors coverage, kid you not
Of course, if only there were a way to play by email. Like this.
I want to play someone right now.
I choose rock.
Scissors....gah. Foiled again!!!
Speaking of Alaska High School wrestling.
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