Not sports competitive, but competitive nonetheless. Break out a good board game (Blokus is the current poison of choice with the kids) and I will fuck up your shit, I don't care who you are.
Game. On.
No kidding.
Cards Against Humanity? I'm a twisted bitch, you just haven't seen it yet. I also have a remarkable vocabulary for all this sundry and inappropriate. Truth.
Is alcohol involved? Holy hell, watch out.
Monopoly has been outlawed. Let's not speak of it.
Seriously, I tend to avoid group games because this side of me is not one I particularly enjoy showcasing in mixed company.
Currently I'm engrossed in the idiocy of mini games on Facebook. Sober (of course). You know the ones: Candy Crush. Words With Friends. Farm Heroes Saga is (sadly) the current obsession.
I WILL GET THREE STARS FOR THAT GODDAMN LEVEL, I DON'T CARE IF IT TAKES THREE WEEKS.
The above is a depressingly common thought.
But I can't help it... those goddamn vegetables keep laughing at me.
I. Will. Win.
HA! Oh, honey.
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