Mornington Crescent

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A fictional game "played" exclusively by Britaboos and trolls. /tg/ HAET MORNINGTON CRESCENT, and with good reason.

I walk into Mornington Crescent Station.

I win. This is possible due to the 1914 addendum to the 12th consolidated rules which introduced a typography error, which in the official 1927 erratum supplement was not over-ridden and was thus maintained as official game play. In the classic game between Barrington, First Lord of the Admiralty and Edward VII, played in 1904 under the draft rules committee's test apparatus, we can see the implication of the 12 Cons. (1914)'s typographic issues even if not fully explored. Particularly in HRH's creative use of a manually operated line-servicing pump-cart, and unscheduled maintenance. This was countered by Barrington's decision to track-walk with the risks entailed, on a live line. What most people fail to notice in this game is Barrington's deliberate purchase of a packet of crisps.

The above is what seriousfags actually believe. The truth is Mornington Crescent is a fuckawesome.

You heard it here first. Mornington Crescent is a fuckawesome.