Bonus video by team Brown Stare
The Game, or not The Game; that is the question.
Whether t'is nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous clues
And to take arms agains Here for Pizza
And by opposing, scare them. T'is a
Situation hilarious to watch.
The pipes, the room, the room the envelope.
Aye, there's the rub.
For in that envelope begin ten paths
That take us on a quest to gather points
By resolving titillating puzzles
And finding elusive pink elephants.
For who would bear the dread and drain of thought,
A key, a card, a murder mystery,
A pamphlet, schedule, a Keith DaBrovski,
A labelled bottle that leads to lockers,
Oh Henry! Lost and found, Scott O'Brien
Websites, Gazette, classifieds, airport codes
YouTube password, Romanian Mothers' Day,
Find George and say Anacreon!
That sanity lost that patience takes
When he himself may quietus make with a bare noggin!
Thus conscience does make crazies of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.
And teams of six with great skills of logic
And a thousand dollar signs in their eyes,
Don their azure shirts and rise to action.
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