Bugger My Frustrations

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-A daring experiment in classical ballet, [[Cappy Trowbridge]]'s '''Bugger My Frustrations''' featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers relating to the number of their remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks. Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous motion, all the more befuddling for it's representation due to the glaring lack of extremities. The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit. +[[Category:Extant Works]]A daring experiment in classical ballet, [[Cappy Trowbridge]]'s '''Bugger My Frustrations''' featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers relating to the number of their remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks. Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous motion, all the more befuddling for it's representation due to the glaring lack of extremities. The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit.
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A daring experiment in classical ballet, Cappy Trowbridge's Bugger My Frustrations featured an all-amputee cast, each shambling player more truncated than the last. Introduced by generating random integers relating to the number of their remaining limbs, the dancers would appear on stage through a series of trapdoors and gunnysacks. Once upon the stage a chaosium ensued, the players shuffling about in molendinaceous motion, all the more befuddling for it's representation due to the glaring lack of extremities. The soundtrack was perhaps the most audacious element -- as much as it could be distinguished behind the deafening roar of cannons mounted in the orchestra pit.

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