D and D
There are some men in this world for whom the question "Did you play Dungeons and Dragons as a kid?" is unnecessary. The answer is obvious. Recently, I was attempting to joke about one of these men with my husband, who is also one of these men.
Over the last three years, I've gotten lulled away from the "a boy?!?!" feeling I had when I was pregnant. And then, something like this occurs.
Mike: I can't wait to play D and D with Isaac!
Me: Oh, god. You have a nickname for it. You really want to drag my baby into that world?
Mike: It's that or memorize baseball stats - blehck!
Me: Those are the choices for you as males?
Mike: Well, we don't know any Nascar people.
Me: You guys are pathetic, simply pathetic.
Stumble It!
1 comment:
Somehow I don't see the boy who was worried about the bunnies in "Mr. Bear Squash-you-all-flat" being a particularly violent persona, even in Dungeons and Dragons.
Just because lots of broken guys play D and D doesn't mean D and D breaks guys.
Pathetic, certainly, but not in danger.
Judy
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