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Okay, I remember hearing this over the radio a long time ago in a teenager's bedroom far far away. This is a good game for 'round the campfire where one person starts and the next person picks up and it goes around... results can be funny.
Basically the rules are; to come up with a person and then create his life using fortunately and unfortunate circumstances. One person types out something fortunate happening to our hero, the next person types out something unfortunate happening that cancels out the fortunate part, then next person types out something (different) a fortunate that cancels out the unfortunate and so on.
This is one where ya have to pay attention to the (last) post to see if the next (your) post will be a fortunate or unfortunate one.

Example.
John was going to catch a plane, fortunately he was going to make it on time.
Unfortunately the plane broke down
Fortunately the mechanics were able to repair it
Unfortunately they were inexperienced
Fortunately their supervisor wasn't.
Unfortunately he had the day off
Fortunately the plane was able to take off
Unfortunately it blew up in mid-air
Fortunately John was sitting in the back of the plane and was blown clear
Unfortunately he didnt' have a paracute
Fortunately he landed in a big soft haystack
Unfortunately the farmer left his pitchfork in there.

And so on...
We could do a caving theme which would keep in relation to this forum and give us all something we can relate to... We'll make it a couple... Say their names are... Floyd and Carrie

Starting ... Floyd and Carrie decided to take up caving together as a hobby.

Fortunately there was a grotto located in their city. (next person)

Unfortunately they lived in Inuvik, Canada.

Fortunately, this was a 100,000 years ago before the glaciers scraped off all the limestone.

Unfortunately, this was also before man had learned to harness the power of fire... or Luxeon LEDs.

Fortunately Grog show what do with excess methane, sheep bladder, clam shell, and leg bone of bird.

unfortunately, Grog did not explain the dangers of a leaky sheeps bladder full of methane in a lightning storm...

cob wrote:unfortunately, Grog did not explain the dangers of a leaky sheeps bladder full of methane in a lightning storm...

Sorry to break ya'lls concentration but that there was funny! Ok...carry on and someone please get poor Grog in a cave.

Fortunately, Grog needed a facial hair trim anyway...

NZcaver wrote:Fortunately, Grog needed a facial hair trim anyway...

Unfortunately, Grog is only a minor character, whereas Floyd and Carrie are both important and both had their tortous shell helmets completely burnt to a crisp.

Fortunately they had extra tortous shell helmets.

Unfortunately, they left them outside the cave and a passing dinosaur ate them..

Fortunately, they had thick wooly hair and extremely thick skulls, and only really wore tortoise shell helmets cause they look cool and where else do you mount your sheep's bladder methane lamp?

Unfortunately, because they had forgotten their extra helmets at the entrance where the passing dinosaur ate them they were forced to carry the Sheeps Bladder Methane Lamps in their hands and Floyd was following a little too close behind Carrie when she had an unplanned "refill episode".

cob wrote:Unfortunately, because they had forgotten their extra helmets at the entrance where the passing dinosaur ate them they were forced to carry the Sheeps Bladder Methane Lamps in their hands and Floyd was following a little too close behind Carrie when she had an unplanned "refill episode".

Fortunately, Floyd dropped to the ground when he realized what was about to happen. As luck would have it, this was at the exact instant that a cave-dwelling-sabre-toothed cat had decided to sneak up and pounce on Floyd from behind. Carrie's methane mushroom cloud went over his just-barely-ducked head, was ignited by his handy-fire-stick-on-forehead, and blasted the cat back outside the cave where it was promptly eaten by the dinosaur who up until that point had been bummed 'cause all it had gotten to eat that day were two lousy tortous shells with nothing in them.

unfortunately, the methane explosion caused the cave mouth to collapse...