The Way You Play "Draw Something"

Look at me, posting two days in a row! I'm proud. Hopefully I don't jinx myself. 

I recently got Draw Something and I'm fucking obsessed with it. It's so fun. Matter of fact, I invite you to play me. My username is Nishin.

But let me tell you something. A lot of people who play this game don't understand it. I play with a lot of randoms and I think a lot of them think the game is called "Write Something". It's not.

The premise of the game is that you choose a word, then you have to draw something (imagine that) that represents that word, and the other person has to guess what it is. Like charades. 

Let's say you choose to draw "elephant". This is what you should do:

The written part is what the other person (hopefully) guesses.

This is what a lot of the randoms I play with do:

There's never enough space to write something because the game is NOT CALLED WRITE SOMETHING.

And that's not the fucking point of the game.

The other thing about this game is that I believe some of the people playing it are from non-English speaking countries and are playing it in English anyway. The only problem with this is that the game, being that it's a North American game, is very North America-centric. If you're not from North America... you're not going to understand some of the things. For example, I drew this for this one random who I believe is from a Spanish-speaking country:

His name is Maxwell and he likes corn.

And he had no idea what it was, couldn't guess it, and then told me "that was really hard". And I thought, that wasn't hard, you just obviously have no idea what a fucking raccoon is. (The drawing was of a raccoon, by the way.) But I didn't say that because it's a policy of mine not to piss off people that don't know what raccoons are.

Anyway (I just misplaced my fingers when I went to type that and they produced "Zsnyqay", which I think would be a cool intergalactic race), that's all I had to say. Next post will be The BS 5. It's a good one.

Peace.

The List of Irrational Fears

I have prepared a list of my irrational fears, most of which are made up. Why have I made this list? Because just read it okay?!
1. That a popped balloon will send a stray piece of elastic to blind me. DELIBERATELY.

2. That the number 4 will murder me someday. (I blame Asians for this.)

3. That if I rub my eyes after petting an animal I will get rabies and die. (Only the eyes though.)

4. On the note of touching, that when people touch me I will contract their personality flaws. Like Rogue, but the opposite.

5. That if a cell phone is directly touching food or cigarettes or gum or other ingestible objects, the radiation will permeate them and cause multiple tumors of myriad shapes and sizes.

6. That all of my texts are read by the receiving party in a very aggressive tone. (I never mean to be aggressive.)

7. That mixing two different brands of gas in a car's tank will cause a violent explosion. (It doesn't.)

8. Blood and guts. Especially my own. Shudder. (But only real-time blood and guts, not like movies and video games and shit.)

9. On that note, the drawn-out description of physical trauma, surgery, or terminal illness. Pass. Out.

10. That if you DON'T knock on wood, terrible, horrible things will happen to you. Like an elephant will fall on your FACE. :-O (See Fig. 1)

Figure 1

 That's all.

Happy trails. Wait... that's a horrible thing to say as a sign off. Happy... voyages. Bon voyage?

...

I'm just gonna go with bye.