Because of course you would.
It would appear the answer is a resounding “YES”.
Wait, what do you mean, it’s not?
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Mr and Mrs Bugg are high-fiving one another, although I’m not sure why. They are both in full-on buggkey kit — pads, sticks and skates — and both have black eyes, although only Mr Bugg appears to be missing teeth. Mrs Bugg is rocking some icky mouth stitches, which more or less makes up for retaining her teeth.
The text reads: “Buggarch 3, 1875: The first indoor game of Ice Buggkey is played. The buggs beat the other buggs 3 teeth to 0.”
It was crazy, how big a deal this was.
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Mr and Mrs Bugg are dressed as hockeyists: Mr Bugg is the goalie, with scary mask, huge pads and a stick; Mrs Bugg is not wearing a mask (and is consequently missing several teeth), but she is super-stoked all the same, as evidenced by her leap into the air, to click her skate-heels together.
The text reads: “Febuggary 24, 1980: The USB Hockey Team wins gold at the Olympbugs.”
Yeah, guess what’s in the news right now.
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Me Bugg is kitted out in hockey gear: goalie mask, huge pads, a massive glove and a hockey bat. Why he’s wearing skates for rollercoaster jousting is anyone’s guess. Mrs Bugg, meanwhile, is wearing American football paraphernalia: A bow-topped helmet, shoulder-, leg- and knee-pads, and cleats. She’s carrying a football, and her lance.
The text reads: “The Buggs realized that RollerCoaster Jousting requires protective hear and are ready to try again.”
I kinda doubt those rules included a bat with nails in it. Call me crazy.
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Mr Bugg is holding a basketbugg ball, about to try to throw it through a basketbugg hoop just past Mrs Bugg. Unfortunately, Mrs Bugg is holding quite a large club or bat, liberally studded with nails, and she looks quite determined. This cannot end well.
The text reads: “Janugubb 15, 1892: James Naisbugg publishes the rules for Basektbugg.”
Good call, Buggs! I love the outfits, and, of course, the skates.
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Mr Bugg is skating along, his tongue out in concentration because he is performing a difficult move: Hoisting Mrs Bugg above his head, not dropping her, and smiling nicely for the judges. Mrs Bugg, for her part, is rocking a tutu and waving her arms gracefully, as well as smiling nicely.
The text reads: “Nothing else really happened today, so the Buggs tried some winter sportz.”
The Buggs love this pose! I’m sure they were thrilled to finally do the pose for the actual award.
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Mr Bugg holds up a small trophy. It is in the shape of a bugg, one hand stretched forward to push potential opponents out of the way, while the other hand clutches a footbugg ball to its underarm. Mrs Bugg, in a bow-topped leather helmet and cleated boots, is replicating the pose perfectly.
The text reads: Decembug 10, 1935: The first Heisbugg award is given.”
Seriously, how adorable are those ice skates? Really fucking adorable, that’s how adorable.
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Mr and Mrs Bugg are cosplaying as buggkey players: Mr Bugg is wearing a huge jersey over his pads, with some kind of leaf on, and holding a buggkey stick and balancing on his teeny, adorable skates. His huge grin is missing several teeth. Mrs Bugg is also rocking the teeny skates, but her outfit is a bit scarier: Her jersey is dark and portrays a fierce tofubeast mascot, and she wears the creepy mask of a goalie, which no doubt accounts for the huge glove. I’m assuming she’s carrying the stick for offensive purposes.
The text reads: “Novembug 26, 1917: The National Buggkey League is formed.”
It’s a reasonable assumption for someone who knows nothing about buggball, I think.
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Mr Bugg is wearing the cassock and ankh-emblazoned and -topped tall hat of a bishop, and is carrying a huge ankh in case you were in any doubt he’s a priest. Mrs Bugg, meanwhile, is rocking the shoulder pads and insufficient leather helmet of an early buggball player, her jersey sporting the double-zero that Mr Bugg normally gets. Her feet are encleated and her arms and legs have arranged themselves into the approved “holding the buggball and sprinting for the end zone” pose.
The text reads: “Novembug 26, 1842: The University of Notre Bugg is founded.”
And then would go on to star in one of my favorite war movies of all time!
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Mrs Bugg is, as usual when there’s a soccer-related item, booting the ball in by way of her favorite bicycle kick, her encleated feet flying above her head. Mr Bugg is the goalkeeper, and he looks very frightened indeed by the ball rocketing towards his face.
The text reads: “Bugvenber 19, 1969: Buggsociation player Buglé scores her 1,000th goal.”
I’m pretty sure she can make it over the bar. The question is: Will she land on the safety mat?
I hope so!
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Mr Bugg is standing to one side, his hands to his mouth, which is an O of tension. Meanwhile, Mrs Bugg is in the middle of her pole vault: the pole is in the … thing the pole sticks into, and is bending a bit as it prepares to fling her over the bar, which is set quite high. On the other side is the safety mat, which looks quite thick, and a good thing, too.
The text reads: “Novembug 15, 1839: The first modern revival of the the Buglympics … I think she can make it.”
I wonder how they determined the world champion of bugby prior to this … or if there just wasn’t one, and you could only be the regional champion. This is probably much better.
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Mr and Mrs Bugg are kitted out in
rugbybugby gear, which is to say: probably a jersey and not much else, although they do look like they’re rocking thin leather helmets. Mrs Bugg is clutching the ball while Mr Bugg runs interference for her, against some gnome-sized opponents, who were apparently chosen for their ability to be crushed by the Buggs.The text reads: “Novembug 13, 1954: Great Bugrin defeats Bugrance in the first Bugby World Cup.”
While I am not a fan of footbug (college OR professional), I do get a kick out of the leather helmets.
Also, this game, which apparently began collegiate footbug rivalries, ended with the losing team fleeing for their lives in their carriages.
Snort.
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Mr Bugg is kitted out in early footbug gear, with a leather helmet more fashionable than protective, and the number zero adorning his jersey. He clutches the buggskin under his arm as he rushes, other arm straight out in approved Heisbugg fashion, while Mrs Bugg leaps in front of him to attempt to stop him. The goalpost awaits in the distant end zone.
The text reads: “Novembug 6, 1869: In New Bugswick, Rutbugs defeats Princetbug, 6-4, in the first Ameribug footbug game.”
No, do not attempt to explain. I cherish my ignorance.
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Mr and Mrs Bugg launch themselves sideways in front of another bugg, making a determined run towards the end zone with a roughly oval ball.
The text reads: “The Buggs work together to stop the New Buggland team from getting another try in this Bugby match.”