About every month or so, we gather at a friend's house for six or so hours of game time. And, if I ever wondered about God's all-encompassing knowledge of who I am, He has proved it by providing game-players who are also food snobs. I love to cook (and eat) fabulously delicious food, and these people deliver!
This last game night, we invited a new person into our exclusive club. We had a feeling that he'd fit right in with our strange mélange of weirdness and fun. Oh, how right we were!
While playing Catch Phrase (guys against girls, of course) he proceeded to give clues this way:
Him: "Okay, so I wear these on my feet."
Guys Reply: "Shoes!"
Him: "Um, ok, sometimes people this kind of joke...you know, about a certain ethnic group."
Guys Reply: *crickets* "Umm, what?"
Him: *trying to think of something else* "Umm, you know. Jokes!"
BUZZ - the timer goes off.
All the while, the girls are laughing hysterically. You see, what the clue said was "Polish Shoes." As in, before you go to a fancy event, you have to polish your shoes. So for the rest of the night, we all made comments like, "Man my feet hurt...must be these Polish shoes."
He's definitely coming back to our next game night!
