Many of you literary perverts have been enjoying the most recent nail in the coffin, a satire published in The New Yorker called How Fred Flintstone Got Home, Got Wild, and Got a Stone Age Life.
The story is a puzzle, not just a giggle. The whole thing is a series of verbatim literary references from famous books, wrapped around Fred and Wilma and Yabba Dabba Doo. Try reading it to see if you can spot the notorious authors... it's much harder than you'd think!
Then, when you give up, or if you want to just ruin it immediately, go to Greta Christina's blog, where she invited her readers to figure out a key for the whole essay. Oh my god, that was fun. Did we miss anything?