The Telephone
by Will Eisner

A man spends forever installing and explaining an elderly woman's first telephone.
She can't complete her call.

A woman is offended by a lewd prank phone call, and then goes into her sacred routine of settling down for the night and she is happy and free.

This game is best left as a game, and the results can be very enlightening and amusing...

A haven to start the rumour that rumours can infect a positive aura of disbelief.
I.E. Clinton is hanging out with Bush to unexpectedly point to his tie and say, "We all spill food on our shirts...Look down at my clenched finger, George..."

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