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PLAY A GAME, FEED THE HUNGRY

For every vocabulary word you get right, FreeRice donates ten grains of rice to the hungry. The game adjusts to your vocabulary level automatically, and it’s funded by unobtrusive ads. Pretty neat.

PARTY FUN

Many Strange Games’ readers write to me and say, “Montegue, this year my son wants a medieval themed birthday party. Have you any suggestions for games to play?” To which I usually reply, “Baste the Bear”.

SAVE THE BUNNY

Interactive bunny surgery (via richK)
My bunny died on the table. So sad.
If you prefer your imaginary medical interactions with stuffed animals to be less surgical, try this game in which you must psychoanalyse four of them. (Warning: time sink!)

SO PLAY A STUPID GAME ALREADY

Meal or No Meal
(Thanks, Kevin!)
Previously ‘varked:

Which God is in Your Suitcase?

THE “OTAY” TAG: AN INTRODUCTION

Dead Deer Can’t Kick (”As promised, here’s a second excerpt from I. Lewis {’Scooter’} Libby’s epic love story, The Apprentice. The sex of the deer is never specified, but it is certainly a doe.”) [stories politics usa deer sex otay]
CLICK HERE TO PURCHASE AN ENTIRE PARALLEL UNIVERSE [otay]
McCain courting crucial Death Star vote (STAND THE […]

FETCHEZ LA VACHE

Monty Python’s Spamalot Game

I ONLY CAUGHT A BIT OF PESTILENCE

… but I survived and met Dickens.

Survive Dickens’ London (BBC, via Metafilter)
Previously ‘varked:

Interactive Map: Dickens’ London

DROPKICK THE FAINT

Go on—you get a running start, all the way from the parking lot.

Dropkick the Faint (Faint music autoplays, and by that, I don’t mean it’s quiet.)
This is a “Nanaca Crash-type” game. Nanaca Crash is still the best.

WHICH GOD IS IN YOUR SUITCASE?

The Theologian is offering you a trickster god of ancient myth, for whom human beings are merely playthings whose fates can be casually manipulated for his amusement. The Christian God is still up there and so is Allah, but you have to consider the odds and ask yourself—is a cunning and unpredictable Norse trickster god […]

BEATRIX POTTER: THE DARK SIDE

So far, my daughter and I have found Beatrix Potter to be a proselytiser for sadistic punishment, a sartorial fascist, a property-upholding reactionary, an obsessive-compulsive nutcase (or rather nut-kin) and, conceivably, a bystander in the face of an intolerable natural dystopia that, with her sick (though gifted) writer’s mind, she culpably imagined. As an adult […]