Good day, fellow FLAWGs and honorary FLAWG-ettes! Prepare thine eyes and hearts for the epic recount of yesterday’s familial clash of titans, wit, and…confusing book choices? 😂
Speaking of books, yesterday’s game day truly was one for the books! Well, two books to be exact. And they were the same book. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves…
Our valiant hero Irish Robbo bravely volunteered to helm the latest edition of FLAWGS, a brave move considering he volunteered without running it by the co-boss and noble partner of his household! Thus, Robbo embarked on this journey solo, orchestrating what will forever be etched in the FLAWGS’ Hall of Fame. And what a masterclass he delivered, even while grappling with a head echoing louder than a Travis Barker drum solo, courtesy of the previous night’s libations!! 🍻
Amidst the strategic chaos, we celebrated the 71st solar rotation of our beloved Izzy! But lo and behold, a twist more tangled than a headphone cord stuffed hastily in a pocket: Lecko and Clecken, in a telepathic twin-like fluke, secured identical gifts! Yes, folks, not one, but TWO of Billy Connolly’s literary masterpieces…and an equal amount of Bailey’s (because who doesn’t need more Irish cream?). But worry not, for Clecken, our quick-witted mischief-maker, conjured a solution: a Travis Barker biography swap that baffled both Lecko and the birthday girl! 😵📚
As the day unfurled, Eddie defied the laws of probability, missing targets with a consistency so perfect it could only be by skilled intention… before skyrocketing back with the grace of a phoenix reborn! Her secret? Perhaps the Aperol and Limoncello Spritzes that were more magical than a unicorn’s burp! 🍹✨
Now, hold your breath, for we had a victor amongst us, a champion amongst mortals: Lecko claimed the throne, and the coveted FLAWGS cup, joining the elite ranks of Fudge, the sole other keeper of the sacred chalice. Behold, the era of personalised FLAWGS cups has dawned! ☕🏆
Yet, the day wasn’t all rivalry and revelry. The FLAWGS banded together, showcasing brawn and book-balancing skills as we aided Clecken and Lamey (our parents-to-be) in a furniture migration more intense than our wild game strategies! Lamey’s book order anxiety proved unfounded as the literary parade descended without incident and all books were successfully delivered to their new home! 📚💪
Speaking of deliveries, Clecken’s last-minute Amazon reflexes ensured Izzy got an additional surprise just before dinner. If only all our impulse purchases were that timely.
In the gentle lapses of competition, Logo found solace in the paws of Blink. In the midst of our familial frenzy the furriest FLAWG’s tail wagged with such fervor it nearly outdid the copious puddles of drool he lovingly left in his wake. 🐶💖
As the sun dipped below the horizon, our standings were thus:
- Lecko: Supreme Overlord of Games
- Clecken: First Runner-up and Master of Gift-Swap Shenanigans
- Ranga: The Bronze Phoenix
- Irish Robbo: Fourth but Forthright
- Spicy and Lamy: The Fabulous Fifth Duo
And so, dear FLAWGS, as we part ways from this entry, let us raise our spritzes, our newly christened cups, and our swapped books to another day of magnificent mayhem and familial love. Until next time, keep your wits sharp, your spirits light, and your game faces on! 🎲🥳
P.S. Reminder: Always, ALWAYS coordinate your gift purchases, lest you wish to dive into the mysterious world of drummers’ biographies! 🥁🎁
Love it, Calum – you have a way with words. I have to admit to a certain level of confusion still – it was my understanding that I was to change the book Greig gave me, but I came away with one book, and a receipt from QBD books at Highpoint. ??
Sounds like you took the wrong book. Haha I’ll need that receipt. Lol
Anxiety about moving books? What anxiety?!? ? Double thumbs up to Clecken for a wonderful recount and timely reminder re the importance of coordinating gifts (and outfits)!