Competition
I am not good at race games. I've never been very good at getting anyplace before anyone else, nor have I ever particularly wanted to. I'm not sure which is cause and which is effect, but there it is. The competition stresses me out. I blame lingering PTSD from middle school gym class.
May 1 was partytrick's birthday, and on May 5, she and skellington hosted a games night at their place to celebrate. The birthday girl's requirement was that we all play a round of Snorta!
"Both the player that set down the matching card and the player whose card they match must race to make the sound of the other player’s animal."
That's right...the children's game with the animal noises was too stressful for me. The competition proved too intense.
*is pathetic*
May 1 was partytrick's birthday, and on May 5, she and skellington hosted a games night at their place to celebrate. The birthday girl's requirement was that we all play a round of Snorta!
"Both the player that set down the matching card and the player whose card they match must race to make the sound of the other player’s animal."
That's right...the children's game with the animal noises was too stressful for me. The competition proved too intense.
*is pathetic*