I like chess…I just shouldn’t be allowed to play it.
16 years ago
I like playing strategy games. I just don’t like being quiet, so that’s why you’ll never see me in an actual chess competition or Go (Japanese strategy war game, last I checked online I’m a 12 kyu) competition.
I have to make jokes and kid around. Heh, being a smart aleck is kind of my way of dealing with life. The library at my school has a section in back for playing chess and checkers, and me and a friend were back there earlier.
My friend ‘Lee’ is just a year older than me, we’ve been buds since I started middle school. He’s just…well lets just say we bring out a lot of immaturity in each other.
This is how the whole game went in a nutshell.
We decide what the ‘war’ is over
Lee: It’s a war, so what should it be over…?
Me: Oil prices? Holy land?
Lee: Your mom?
Me: Shut up Lee.
Lee: Make me
Me: I don’t make tacos, I eat them!
Lee: Man, I could go for some tacos right now.
Me: I know right, me too!
He captures my first pawn with his knight.
Me: MR. EXPENDABLE! I will avenge your death!
Lee: Really?
Me: No.
Lee: nice. Really nice dude.
Me: Hey! I don’t criticize how many expendable warriors you kill to get your goal, so don’t criticize how many expendable warriors I kill to beat you!
I take his bishop with my rook
Me: Ha ha, I’m gonna kill the castle!
Lee: Get your hands off of him you damn dirty ashtray!
He takes my knight with his pawn.
Lee: Don’t worry pony, you’re dying for a just cause.
Me: And that cause would be…?
Lee: Cause I felt like it! NOW DIE PONY, DIE!
I win
Me: CHECK MATE! WHAT THEN?!
Lee: Bitch!
Me: Hey, it’s not my fault you fail at life.
Lee: Well, it’s not my fault you suck at being human
Me: Totally-expendable-pawn killer!
Lee: Funny-moving-pony murderer!
Me: DARKY!
Lee: WHITEY!
Librarian: BOYS! Racist terms don’t belong…
Lee: We’re playing chess.
Librarian: Get out.
Heh, I’m really going to miss him. Anyone else like chess…and incredibly stupid-witty banter?
I have to make jokes and kid around. Heh, being a smart aleck is kind of my way of dealing with life. The library at my school has a section in back for playing chess and checkers, and me and a friend were back there earlier.
My friend ‘Lee’ is just a year older than me, we’ve been buds since I started middle school. He’s just…well lets just say we bring out a lot of immaturity in each other.
This is how the whole game went in a nutshell.
We decide what the ‘war’ is over
Lee: It’s a war, so what should it be over…?
Me: Oil prices? Holy land?
Lee: Your mom?
Me: Shut up Lee.
Lee: Make me
Me: I don’t make tacos, I eat them!
Lee: Man, I could go for some tacos right now.
Me: I know right, me too!
He captures my first pawn with his knight.
Me: MR. EXPENDABLE! I will avenge your death!
Lee: Really?
Me: No.
Lee: nice. Really nice dude.
Me: Hey! I don’t criticize how many expendable warriors you kill to get your goal, so don’t criticize how many expendable warriors I kill to beat you!
I take his bishop with my rook
Me: Ha ha, I’m gonna kill the castle!
Lee: Get your hands off of him you damn dirty ashtray!
He takes my knight with his pawn.
Lee: Don’t worry pony, you’re dying for a just cause.
Me: And that cause would be…?
Lee: Cause I felt like it! NOW DIE PONY, DIE!
I win
Me: CHECK MATE! WHAT THEN?!
Lee: Bitch!
Me: Hey, it’s not my fault you fail at life.
Lee: Well, it’s not my fault you suck at being human
Me: Totally-expendable-pawn killer!
Lee: Funny-moving-pony murderer!
Me: DARKY!
Lee: WHITEY!
Librarian: BOYS! Racist terms don’t belong…
Lee: We’re playing chess.
Librarian: Get out.
Heh, I’m really going to miss him. Anyone else like chess…and incredibly stupid-witty banter?
And that librarian should have minded her own business.