It's my money now!
During last night's family game of Monopoly, I was losing badly.
With puppy-dog eyes, I let my lip quiver as I counted out my rent money to Younger Son.
"Stop it!" demanded Elder Son. "You're making me feel bad."
"You know," I said to him, "in Runescape, sometimes guys give me stuff just because I'm a girl." Then, I turned the sad face at him.
He threw a $1 bill at me.
After mortgaging all my properties except the one with houses, I had just enough cash to pay my debt. Younger Son took pity on me and handed back a $1 bill also.
The very next round, on a shake of doubles, I struggled again to pay rent. This time, the husband was making me pay up.
And I went bankrupt.
As I pushed my properties over to him, I declared, "But, I'm keeping these two dollars!"
"Look, Mother! It's still your turn! You have doubles!"
So, I shook, just for kicks.
And I landed on Elder Son's railroad.
"You owe me one hundred dollars."
::sniff:: "Will you accept two tear-stained dollar bills?"
***
As the game continued without me, I heard several financial exchanges which included the phrase, "Here, you can have Mother's tear-stained dollar..."
3 comments:
Oh - I need to come play with you guys - that is too funny. I love games and have a ton that we never play. I am hoping as my son gets older we can have family game night also.
Holy crap... that is hysterical!
You know, you can get tear-stained prayer cloths from radio evangelists who broadcast out of Del Rio -- and the dollars you send them don't even have to be tear-stained.
(These days with the kids will be good memories -- keep it up.)
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