A game so impossibly perfect and all-encompassing that you shouldn't play it. Each game is an endless cascade of questions, both macro and intensely micro, each question morphing second by second as the nine other players start to try to answer their own questions, an endless, fractal, entrancing nightmare.

Possibly the most accurately titled crossover video game of all time.

Lacks real life baseball's cheat-code stat-gaming system as demonstrated in Moneyball; immersion suffers. Ideal for a high school senior lounge.

Funky Kong is immersion-breaking. He is too funky for the Mario canon.

Good for squirming.