Tag Archives: games

Let’s play.

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You’re already here, so why not?

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I know it’s going to sound weird not to say chocolate or cheese or something wonderful, but honestly?

My answer is broccoli.

Every night when I’m cooking dinner I pick a vegetable for the husband and then choose fresh broccoli for myself. I could literally eat it with every meal. Steamed broccoli, roasted broccoli, broccoli casserole, broccoli salad… I love it all.

Weird, I know.

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How about you?

What could you eat every single day…

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Let’s play.

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Continuing with my cat theme..

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten steals my ponytail holders on a regular basis. If I take one off and place it on a table?

It’s gone.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten steals the bookmark right out of my book. It has ribbon on the end and if I lay the book down?

It’s gone.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten loves bacon and has been known to swipe sandwiches off my plate. If it’s within reach?

It’s gone.

What does your cat burglar steal?

And if you aren’t lucky enough to be owned by a feline… what does your dog, bird, iguana or hamster burglar steal?

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Let’s play.

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Because it’s Friday and that’s what we do here.

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My roommate put a dead (headless 🤢) mouse in my shoe.

My roommate comes into the bathroom and watches me pee.

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My roommate hides under the bed and attacks my ankles as I walk by.

My roommate likes belly rubs when he’s high on catnip.

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How about you…

What does your roommate do?

(If you’re not lucky enough to share your space with a feline, feel free to substitute dog, hamster, bird, lizard etc)

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Let’s play.

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Try.

You might even enjoy it.

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I don’t mean buying a big waterfront house with hot and cold running gardeners or a snazzy little Lamborghini for running errands…. those go without saying.

I mean something that’s insignificant to others but seems like pure bliss to you.

I’ll go first.

I want…

A personal hair stylist at my beck and call to keep my big ‘80’s hair looking perfect all day, everyday!

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She/he doesn’t have to follow me around with a brush and a can of hair spray all day, but my hair is labor intensive and not having to worry about styling it would be a real treat.

How about you…

What rich person luxury would you give yourself?

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Let’s play.

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You know the drill.

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My predictive text is always giving me weird suggestions when I don’t want them. Let’s see what it has to say when I do…

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I don’t, but okay.

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Do I?

I have a lot of it, but I’m going to say no.. I probably don’t need more pictures of it.

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Third time’s a charm.

I’ll go with that.

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What does your predictive text think you really need?

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Let’s play.

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You may have to think for a minute, but it won’t hurt. I promise.

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Soooo many to choose from, but I’m going with the scene that chokes me up no matter how many times I see it.

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Casablanca.

The part where the Nazis start singing the German anthem and Paul Henreid instructs the band to play La Marseillaise. The French patriots stand, sing… and drown out the Germans. A simple, poignant moment where good triumphs evil.

It’s classic.

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If you’re young… and you’ve never seen Casablanca? Please do so immediately. It’s the perfect movie.

Drama, romance, humor, war.

Love, loss and sacrifice. I don’t care how many times I watch it… it never disappoints.

Now you.

What’s your favorite old Hollywood movie scene?

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Let’s play.

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Because if you’re here? You’re already bored enough….

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I stole this from FB, and some of the answers are worth sharing.

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Drat.

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Thank you, but I’d rather not.

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How sad.

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How many players do you need?

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Kudos!

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Too funny!

Here’s mine –

(And talk about perfect timing)

Severance.

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Somewhere nearby, my husband is cringing.

Now you…

Title your sex life by the last show you watched.

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