Six guesses. It zooms out every two.
Hint: you could’ve had a ★ for .
Same phone, same browser, all week — that's the only way the scoreboard knows you're you
They really stinky like that
And these other stinkers...
Late stinkers Turned up after the week was over. Playing for pride, not for the crown.
Every day there's a new photo of something disgusting found in the flat. You get six guesses to name it. Type whatever you think it is — spelling doesn't have to be perfect, and French works too.
The photo starts absurdly zoomed in. Every two guesses it pulls back a little, until you're looking at the whole sorry scene.
The faster you name it, the more you score.
Each day hides a second detail — the brand, the flavour, how it got there. Mention it and you bank a star.
A star is +1 point, which is worth exactly one guess of speed. Two things worth knowing:
It counts even on a guess that was wrong — so throw the detail in early. And it counts even on a day you never solve, which is the only way to score without getting the answer.
Stars pile up under your name all week.
Which words actually count was decided by one man, at night, squinting at his own filth. The list is complete bullshit and he knows it. Take it up with management.
49 points are on the table.
Whoever ends the week on
top is the Filth King.
Everyone else has to live with it.
Forty-nine is the most anyone can score. Unless…
Yes, really. Every €1 is one point, added straight to your total like any other. No badge, no asterisk, nothing on the board says where it came from.
Which means a flawless week is not safe. Someone who played badly and bought enough coffee will beat you, and that is allowed.
Leave your player name in the message so the points reach the right person. They're added by hand, so give it a bit.
Available on day 7