Wednesday, 18 August 2010

Poor Sport

Worth a guess
I like guessing games as well as the next person, but really, some people don't understand the meaning of the word "game".

Guess what!
I don’t know
Oh go on….guess!

Creatures from outer space?
Rain is falling up?
San Francisco had another fire?
It’s snowing in August?
The world is going to end on Tuesday?

Nope. nope. nope, nope and nope. Now you’re being silly

I give up. What?

I’ll give you a hint – it’s more local

Happy to guess for a concert too!
Aznavour is coming to town?
We’re getting a day off?
Montreal has a grasshopper plague?
Free flights to France?

Nope. nope. nope. nope. You're not trying...

I give up again.

Well, I’ll tell you…………

And this is when I get the most boring piece of useless information I would ever (not) want to know.

So and so’s cousin, you don’t know him, went to the grocery store and forgot his wallet.  Can you imagine?  FORGOT HIS WALLET!  ha ha ha

Uh huh.  And you thought I would guess this by when?

There are worse scenarios to this guessing game

Guess what?

And then I guess a zillion things and am wrong for five minutes.

Well I’ll tell you………………..

You have your dress on backwards!

And this, my friends, is when I have to kill this person and stuff him in a mailbox. Or take a pill.

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