There we were, playing chess on the ever popular yahoo! games, just playing, playing.. I beat him. He said to me, "Oh the shame, I've lost to a Canadian, what will the Texans think of me?" (or something along those lines). I laughed, out loud even, because that was pretty funny, I thought.. I told him I was quite sure they'd probably send him to the electric chair, 'cause that's what Texas does. (We were just kidding, really..)

We decided to have another game, but I went into it half-heartedly, because my brain simply isn't used to such intense stimulation. His wasn't either, I knew this, and after the first couple of moves we decided that we'd alter the game a little, and see who could lose first. Well, this proved to be probably about a thousand times more difficult than winning, trying to figure out just what to do to make the other player take your pieces. It took even longer than a normal game probably would have.. and during the course of the little chess adventure, it got pretty hilarious. The comments we were making, that is.

"LOOK WHO'S THE PAWN NOW, QUEENIE!!"

"HAHA!!! TAKE THAT BISHOP! WHERE'S YOUR PRECIOUS JESUS NOW?!"

It went even more off the handle than that, and became quite simply the most enjoyably ludicrous game of chess I've ever had in my entire life. He suggested it was too bad we couldn't pick the pieces up and smash them into eachother, chess warfare, you know? Just all the pieces in complete turmoil, beating the hell out of eachother! ...

I guess you had to be there.