So Josie found Wolf3D on my iPhone.
We're driving through Coogee and we hear from the back of the car:
Josie: Sorry! Sorry! I have to shoot you or you'll shoot me! Argh! Sorry!
So after we recover from the fits of laughter we have the following exchange:
Daddy: Josie I don't think I want you playing that game.
Josie: why not?!
Daddy: you know you're not really shooting ppl right? It's just a picture?
Josie: yes I know that. (in the duh! What are you retarded? voice)
Time passes with much grunting and exasperated utterances when the final little perl drops out:
Josie: argh I hate this game!
Daddy: so why you playin' it?
Josie: 'Cos I love this game! I just can't always find the bad guys! I tried for ages with the blood searcher.
Daddy: the blood searcher?
Josie: yeah, the guy....blood squirting all over the place...the searcher. (In her best distracted monotone).
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Time to step up to Doom.
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