written by owen on 2008-Aug-15.
I've seen that same look in your eyes before. Against my better judgement I've been playing dominos at work. Way into the odd hours of the night. I know you think its pointless but I've yet to see the bat movie. So how somethings always comes up. I forget. Mi naw pop no style, a strickly roots. Love is all I bring inna mi kahki suit and ting.
Domino is a simple game. Often totally dependent on the luck of the draw. But all it takes is one simple, insignificant mistake, by an over zealous opponent and a six love dat unda dem skin. You can feel it coming from a mile away. I am not perfect, I've had my share but I mek sure that everybody's name is up on the craftily design scoreboard that the idlers over in IT put up. No one is immune. Next thing it'll be on the intranet.
I've been accussed of hustling but I am probably the least knowledgable in the game of dominos. I only know enough to win and to annoy the poor sould that is under the wrath of hand. Its not a matter of you verses me. Its just a game, its not like I'm ignoring you. Netball is a violent game.