When my boys were little my husband used to play this awesome game with them. It began with a poem:
There was an old woman with a stick and a staff
And you must neither smile nor laugh
But say right now, “I will…”
Then he would ask, “Will you eat …. ” followed by the grossest thing he could think of. The object of the game is to neither smile nor laugh – and say “I will.”
This was hard.
Examples: “Will you eat pig guts?” Answer: “I will.” “Will you eat turkey snot?” “I will.” “Will you eat lizard brains?” “I will.” “Will you eat elephant plaque?” “I will.”
You get the idea. My boys loved this game. *I* loved this game.
But now it’s ruined. Because every time I watch The Bachelor (yes – still watching – still can’t look away from the train wreck…Michelle what the CRAP??) and he asks, “Will you accept this rose?” and then she answers, “I will” … all I can think is “Will you eat cow boogers?”
And the moment is lost.
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