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Monday, 27 January 2014
WELL, IT SURE AIN'T CLUEDO...
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Seems like a cute game. Love noticing the use of a Breathalyzer here, would not have thought of that myself but then I don't drink!
ReplyDeleteI found the instructions, Chris. The game's called 'Taxi'. Perhaps I should ink in the cards and finish them. They were drawn eight to an A4 sheet - I really should have drawn them larger.
ReplyDeleteThat's pretty interesting. You outta look into seeing what you could do with this on your own if you think you might have a way to publish this on your own!
ReplyDeleteI'd have to try and track down the fella who originated it, Chris, and I wouldn't know where to start. The store is long-gone and I think the driver may've worked for a company that delivered to the store, rather than the store itself. I can't even remember his name or what he looked like.
ReplyDeleteSo did the guy pass the breathalyser because he bribed the noddy with a bottle of gin?
ReplyDeleteThat...plus a fiver.
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