Saturday, June 20, 2009

A Month of Boring Things - Day Four: Marco Polo (game)

I've often wondered how many shattered senses of self-worth this game is responsible for. One (1), at least. Mine.









Rating: 3%

9 comments:

laurie said...

Really? Are we talking about the swimming pool game? How on earth could that shatter your sense of self worth?

Viking Andrew said...

@Laurie,

Apparently you were never a fat white kid at a community pool. Must be nice.

laurie said...

Awww. But you're cute now if that makes you feel any better. And if the kids from your childhood are anything like the ones from mine they are probably all really ugly now.

Anonymous said...

no we're not. We're all totally hott. And you're still the tom-boy with the bad hair cut.

John said...

@ VA
Tell me about it. I had tubes in my eardrums growing up, so I was the fat white kid with the blue rubber bathing cap who everyone thought was dumb because I couldn't fucking hear anything. They used to call me "The Blueberry."

@ Anon
Show us your hair and we'll dare to compare. (And don't tell Glenn about the rhyme--he'll rat me out to the Poetry Police for sure.) Hold on...

scalp's dead cells.

scalps dead, sells.

And what is a perm.

O Medusa's nest!

(Whew. That was close.)

laurie said...

Whatever, too-ashamed-to-show-your-ugly-mug-anonymous-commenter, I know I'm hot. Loser.

Walter Benjamin and the Mechanical Reproductions (the band) said...

hey anonymous i rly rly like your abrasive in-yr-face commenting it reminds me of a young i. jon xcept without any sense of humor

shoppista said...

You left out the worst thing about Marco Polo (game), which was the way it always degenerated into bitter accusations and counter-accusations of "cheating" by going underwater to avoid revealing your location.

Maybe that only happened in my family, though.

Walter Benjamin and the Mechanical Reproductions (the band) said...

your not allowed to go underwater?