Professor Quippy: Orang-urades

It’s the latest party craze, sweeping the world. Rent your very own orang-utans for an exciting evening of orang-urades.

It has all the frustration and social complexity of a regular game of charades, but none of the confusing book, movie, or TV-show categories.

Okay, one word, three syllables . . . first syllable, starts with … b?

“B”. Banana? Is it banana? It is? Excellent! Wooo!

Team Banana wins again! You suck Team Celery!

New Scientist Story: Orang-utan communication is like charades