January 30, 2006
Wellington Had His Playing Fields of Eton
Andrew Phelps, the RPG Dad has his playing fields of Hrothmarr the Doom-Walker:
Consider the following: You are awakened to the sound of a screaming child through the sound of a small speaker near your bed. “DADA!” she bellows. “PLAY CHOO CHOO!” Right away, you have a choice. Do you stay in bed, knowing that with each passing moment the frustration will build into a catastrophic meltdown of tears and screams? I didn’t think so! Out to face the world!
Ha! Prof. Phelps, you obviously haven't heard of my Level Six Secret Weapon: The "Helmet of Feigned Deafness". +12 points against all child demands.
Yips! to Dean.
Comments
TFR cringes when I tell her that I'm just waiting until The Lad is old enough so that I can teach him how to game....
Posted by: Brian B at January 30, 2006 04:40 PM
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