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.