Scrabble

Sometimes you win...

(Like I did tonight)

And then you feel smug and intelligent.

And sometimes you lose...

(Like I did last time we played)

Then you say nasty things and blame it all on your crappy letters because the fact that you were just beaten by an 11-year-old is just too much to bear.

(Even if it is your 11-year-old....which should make you feel warm and fuzzy and proud. Scrabble, however, seems to bring out those baser instincts.)