If everyone gets it right, interlocutor gets no points, all correct answers get one point. If everyone gets it wrong, interlocutor gets -1 point and nobody else scores. If only one person gets it right, the interlocuter gets 2 points, and the correct answer gets 1 point. If only one person gets it wrong, then everyone else gets one point. Interesting tactics.
Wikipedia used for checking afterwards if there is an objection.
We had to check the answer to "where did pasta originate". I objected to the China answer and we discovered that pasta is by definition made of durum wheat (not millet for noodles) and that Arabs bought pasta to Italy 3 centuries before Marco Polo's journey to China (the answer everyone thinks is correct). You can't be me, I'm taken
Pasta did not originate, it was handed down by Ayers Rock Woman to the aboriginal people of what became a penal canoli (the original people called it Ayers Rock because they had a hard time transcribing from the english attempt to describe the lifeforce which surrounds the planet containing oxygen, with which they had even more trouble saying.) it was this hot red climate which gave birth to red pesto, which made it easier to swallow primitive pasta, or in the original toungue pah ah ahh stah.
From australia pasta moved to Russia, which had already inve3nted basseball and pizza-ah, from where the arabs stole it. by the time dissident russians took the alleged Marco Polo to their favorite underground restaurant on the Silk Road, strangely called Road Silk, pasta had even been mixed with spinach, leading to the rumor that Popeye had something to do with its development.
The evolution finally continued in Yurp, speedily, concurrent with the development of fazoul boat technology. Etymologists deciphered this from the rock writing in lakeside caves, translated as 'nothing goes pasta fazoul." (It is this mistake that Wiki takes to completion, because the original word is fazool, not the Arab fazoul.)
From there pasta moved to my kitchen, where it is currently attempting to soak up the Fougeres 2007, way too young for my sensitive palate. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
