Minor Adjustments

Er… Fellow gobblers, I bring tidings of badness. You recall my motto? WOM? Yes, that one. Well, I’m afraid that we may have to adjust that (and this stupid ‘posh’ accent).

Okay, so have you guys been womming? Heaps? Great. Keep doing so. Actually, don’t.

STOP ALL WOMMING.

I must say, I can’t really allow womming if I’ve just revealed who I truly am. What do you think? Comment. Below. Because I can’t reveal myself to everyone. Just my fellow gobblers. Otherwise, who knows? I could end up on the front of the Sydney Morning Herald as “THE G******”. And wouldn’t that be a shame.

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the sad truth about winning

Games are all about winning nowadays. Think about it- where’s the fun? The “spirit of the match”? These sorts of things can get lost in all the action. And then there’s cheating. Need we go there?

/*awkward pause*/

Either way, the next time you’re playing a game, think about it- does it really matter that your brother sneaked an extra note into his “passing GO” allowance? Or that your friend accidentally ran out of the field during your leisure game of hockey?

[do these retorical questions really need answering?]

There’s a fine balance between “cheating” and “maintaining a ‘fair’ game”. It’s a great deal to think about. not….