Here comes an old man with a stick and a staff,So goes the opening incantation of a game my sibs and I have played on many a road trip. As you might suspect, one person is It and asks the other players (individually or en masse), "Will you ...?"—concocting a ridiculous situation with funny words. "Will you stand on your head in Pioneer Square till the pigeons sip rain from your nostrils?" "Will you bury me out on the lone prairie ... in an eleven-foot pile of yams?" "Will you gargle every flavor of Slurpie before ten o'clock tonight?" The players must keep a straight face long enough to intelligibly say, "I will," or else become It. This is harder than it sounds because you have to (a) listen well enough to know when to answer, and (b) articulate an answer instead of simply clamping your mouth down. "It" can become a figure of short-term legend by delivering the opening rhyme in such a voice as to crack up a player even before asking anything.
And you must neither smile nor laugh,
But answer right out, "I will."
posted by Admiral Haddock at 11:15 AM on January 15, 2008