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Father and Son’s Skypeworld
Son and I have a few games we invented. The ‘Thank You’ game closes our nights. The ‘Monster and Ghost’ now ‘Thunder and Ghost,’ because name preferences evolve, is our story game. We also play the ‘rather game.’ Would you rather was his invention. “Would you rather have a jab, or the Covid nose swab.” Oh, jab, hands down. ‘Seriously?’ he asked. Last night, my doctor gave me a jab and the swab. He made it sound like I had a choice. “Jab.” Oh, for sure, and he encouraged the swab. “Can you take my blood?” No. “I’d rather not swab.” He provoked some conscientious BS. “Damn it. Do you have something to depress conscientiousness?” No. “Can you sedate me?” No! “Do y’all have straps and ear plugs?” No. “I guess I picked the wrong week to stop using pharmaceuticals.” Half the time John, you’re incompressible. “Variation of an Airplane joke.” (Silence.) “Yeah, you should read my Medium comments.” We’re doing this? (Censored due to excessive profanity from a 53 year old baby.)
Did you know ‘would you rather’ is a real a game people play? How do I not know this?
‘Would you rather have a scythe, or Thor’s Hammer,’ son asked. “If I had a hammer….” ‘I’d rather you not do that joke again,’ son said. “You know the song now.” ‘It’s an old person song.’ Seriously?! Okay, not beating you up on that- because of skype…
