To: bez Subject: ultimate nadsat Hey Bez, Our fall league ultimate frisbee team is named Horror Flicks. That brings to mind "horrorshow" which of course leads to A Clockwork Orange, which while not a horror movie, is certainly as disturbing, if not more, than most horror flicks. We won our game on Friday night, and I wanted to send email to the team. And I wanted to use the word horrorshow. And then I realized ultimate has many of its own words and terms. Figuring why do something half-assed, I wrote the following message to my team using nadsat AND ultimate jargon. It's kind of a fun exercise in obfuscation. Figured you might find it amusing. I'm guessing most, if not all, of my teammates will find it completely opaque (but that's not the point...). --Frank. ----------------- Subject: great game, horror flicks Hey Horror Flicks, It was a real horrorshow game, O My Teammates. As the nochy fell and the lights illumiated the pitch, it was clear it was going to be a challenging eegra against the Zone Zombies. Our droog, the molodoy malchick Aaron was there at the start, but then left as the raz was getting late and perhaps he had to go bedways to get in his beauty zasnoot, or perhaps he was going to a mesto like Korova to peet a pint or two. Eitherways, that left the rest of us savage. There was me, that is Frank, and the rest of our banda, that is Niki, Zeb, Val, Bryce, Paul, and Smeri, who had joined our shaika that very nochy. We decided to stick with ho-O, though zone-O if needed, and needed it was, as the Zombie banda brosay zone on us pretty skorry. Rooks were generally Zeb, Paul, Niki, with Your Humble Narrator stepping back from razrez when he had to gooly to keep from feeling bolnoy in his brooko. We generally used veck-D, though did use zone for a few points, with Smeri and Your Humble Narrator as wings. I'm not sure who was in the tass...I think Val, maybe Niki and Zeb, with Paul and Bryce mid and deep-deep, though maybe I've got Paul and Zeb reversed. In general, they made enough turns that just playing veck was sufficient. Our bitva with the Zombies started with us trading points. In fact, O My Teammates, the first dva points on each side occurred without any turnover. Of whether that govoreets more about the O or D, I can't skazat. Personally, I found it very hard to viddy the endzone, though I don't pony whether it was the odd placement of the coniwons or just the darkness. Of note were many horrorshow Ds by Bryce, who seemed to never give up when covering his veck. Paul and Zeb had some good brosays into the endzone, and when the zombies went zone, many points did we score, O My Teammates, with some patience, working the disc around, back and forth, tiring their D, then breaking the Z, and then brosaying into the endzone. Niki generally was middle rook, taking dumps, making swings, and keeping the flow, even in the face of wall of zombies. Paul managed to skvat the disc after a truly horrorshow layout in the endzone. We took the half 8-5. Subsequent to that, we gained 2 more points, but then 3 unanswered tolchocks brought the score to 10-8. However, we were not poogly nor razdraz by their skorry scoring, and after trading a few points we took the eegra, 15-10. Given that we were savage, all of our banda contributed greatly to both the O and D. We could savor the sladky taste of victory, while the von of defeat hung over the zombies, though not for lack of effort nor skill. Niki was happy that she will not have to endure the creech of her housemates, that would have haunted her like a dook, had we lost this dratsing. And so, my droogs, I will viddy you on the field at our next eegra. It will be horrowshow, Flicks! --Frank (who recently read some Burgess).