Biscuit Friday ~ Thinks he’s a playah
February 8, 2008 by Susie
Biscuit always knows when we are playing something, and always believes that we should stop whatever we are playing and play with him. It used to always be that he’d drop his ring on us when we were trying to play a game, but he got some new balls for Christmas (go ahead, make lewd comments, I’ll wait . . . ) and now it’s usually a little blue ball that he imposes upon our play time. Last night we were playing Mad Gab at the kitchen table, and he kept pushing his ball into the middle of everything. Very bad dog.
Have you played Mad Gab? We discovered some things about ourselves while playing. Jif and I both like to think we’re pretty bright, always did well in school, etc. And God knows, he has aptitudes for things that I can’t begin to tackle. Lots of things that come easily to him, frustrate the heck out of me. But in whatever portion of the brain governs one’s success at Mad Gab . . . well, he’s the idiot and I’m the savant. It’s weird. He takes forever at the obvious (to me) ones, and I — I don’t even need to read it the way it’s written. My brain instantly translates to the correct answer. Every time. Very curious.
Do you have a Mad Gab brain? Can you figure out what the card in the photo is trying to say? Here are a few more from last night’s game:
The Odor Rows of Felt
Ran Dumb Max Suck Highness
Cusp Helm Ooze Sick
Eight Wean Gull Any Size
I’m very glad you didn’t post this on a Monday morning…
Out of the ones you listed, and the one in the photo, I can only get one. ONE.
Ran Dumb Max Suck Highness
I’ll have to come back after the caffeine kicks in…
Just dawned on me that I maybe shouldn’t have posted the answers in the comments? Feel free to edit my comment if you’d like, Susie.
EYE SU CAT HIS
ck, I’m engaging in caffeine therapy this morning, too.
ladybug, ha! I didn’t think of that, but yes, I will delete your brilliance, after acknowledging here that, yes, you must be a savant, too
william, heee That’s OK. Urine Goo Duck Um Pony
Very political, figured it out. grat mids tan kill yikes!!
*thinking “well she did give permission to make a naughty joke but I bet she just did that to try and prevent it from happening, and yet I’d really like to say something clever about blue balls and doggy style, but suppose I shan’t*
*giggles at “shan’t”*
Um, yeah. I can’t. Leave the answers in a day or two.
*NOT reading comments*
Ooh! I just got the The Odor Rows of Felt!
AND! Cusp Helm Ooze Sick!
but still not the last two… damn.
Need more caffeine…
Curiousity got the better of me.
*read comments*
*curses because now there is MORE to figure out*
*vows to go on the hunt for more caffeine soon*
Man . . . at first I thought I was in the Jif camp, but then I did manage to get all of the ones you typed out. Still can’t get the one in the photo, though.
I’m thinking it’s easier if you can hear the syllables without seeing the words.
Oh! I got so distracted by the game that I forgot about poor Biscuit! Come and live with us, VBD–we play the easy games like fetch and tug-o-war at our house. Well, Maggie does anyway.
I got it! I figured out the one in the photo! Of course, now I’ll forget the answer and have to re-solve it every time I come back here in the next few days.
I love that game! The one in the photo was definitely the hardest.
Um…can’t figure out any…feels shame…
Bahnt chicka bow bow. I get the first three, not the last one or the one in the pic. My brain hurts. Mwah, give you some lovins there Biscuit VBD.
I can’t get any of them. Not one. *Feels stupid.*
“Ran Dumb Max Suck Highness” and “Cusp Helm Ooze Sick” just bother me. I don’t know why. I think that’s why I have to work so hard at this game. I subconsciously object to the desecration of words.
Yes, I would have to say that imprecise enunciation feels wrong to me. Really wrong. (Wrong like horking and spitting in public.)
Okay, I’d better stop now. I think I need therapy.
Sign me up for idiot.
aprilz, yes, very grat.
mrB, shan’t is a fine, funny word.
barbara, I shall. And don’t worry; we all have different gifts.
ck, Ewe arf a knee.
shawkey, I’ll put Biscuit on the UPS truck on Monday.
ern, I must admit, I put an incorrect first name in it the first time I read it. I had the wrong wife with the wrong brother, if that makes any sense to you.
kranki, ain’t no shame in your game! Yea, I can figure these out, but I can’t make no cat costumes. Which is the more valuable skill, I ask you? I have this, and other, completely worthless abilities. Trade ya?
umutha, go rest your brain. Biscuit’s brain hurts, too, I think.
htgt, see reply to kranki!
hoss, that’s OK. You’re on Jif’s team.
hi, karen! I changed the time on my blog, so you commented before people who commented after you. Kinda. I think I understand what you’re saying. That second one kinda bugs me, too. It’s really too much of a stretch. You Maine Eat There A Pea (somebody stop me)
Ok… As someone from a geographically different part of the world, i’d say i’m kinda “Mad Gab” challenged… Come to think of it, i dunno what it is at all… But trying to decipher “The Odor Rows of Felt, Ran Dumb Max Suck Highness” et al might just turn out to be fun. So please please please ’splain?
I just realised I could also “wiki” it… but *yawn* … I’m lazy.
PS- Must say that Biscuit makes the ball last much longer than our Marshal (who, by the way, is avery playful lab in the body of a black/golden German Shepherd)
I got the first three typed ones so far. Still working…
I just got the last typed one.
I’ve got all the typed ones, but the one in the picture is still bedeviling me.
Wrong wife! Wrong Brother! GOT IT! I GOT IT! The one in the pic! I got it!
I fully expect to finally solve the last one some time around three in the morning…
Owa Tah Goo Siam
WAIT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT! ALL OF ‘EM!!! WOOOOOO!
AND
I totally rocked all the ones you put in the comments.
Woo!
Eye Due Maine Eat There A Pea
i’mnotcheatingi’mnotcheating…! not peeking at others’ guesses!
1) theodore roosevelt
2) random something
3) i have no clue
4) eyes till half know klue
the end.
just read ladybug’s comment…feel free to remove my first answer (quicky!)! sorry.
I’m totally with Jif on this. I first read this post this morning at work, and didn’t have a clue! I asked Jason what he thought they might be, neither of us ever having played this game, and he got almost all of them right away. We are still stumped by #4. I’m thinking it starts with “ain’t we…something something something.” I’m going to bed now. My brain hurts.
I think Biscuit needs a hug!
I am the dimmest of dim, maybe if I had some idea of the rules of the game but I have no clue what the idea is! So, absolutely nil for me, am scratching my head and feeling very cross with myself!
When I showed them to Ichabod he got them all in less than 5 minutes, including the one in the picture. Go Ichabod!
Oh this takes way too much brain power for a Saturdya morning.
hi, ron, welcome. OK, I’ll post the answers in a second.
squirl, that was pretty quick!
bucky, that is the most difficult. It’s not a phrase one hears often, these days.
ck, YORK ILL ENEMY!
razz, it’s OK, this has gone on for long enough!
cb, you and J have opposite brains, too. That one is “a twinkle in his eyes.” Biscuit is very huggy.
helen, don’t be cross with you! I’ll do a short post on what the game is.
squirl, ich can be on my team.
sassy, true.
Drat. I can only get two of them.
Eye Fee Liken Id Jut.
Stubborn, I am. Persistent, too. I have labored to get them all on my own, and I succeeded finally.
But now my brain throbs, and my sense of pride in the English language is irretreivably offended. Why can’t I have fun with silly words? I love words?! What is wrong with me?!?!?! Aaaaaack! I’m fun-challenged!!
ortizzle, so good to see you. And you think this is tough? I couldn’t figure out the whole first quoted passage on your recent post. I had to leave and go lie down. I think whomever wrote that should be prosecuted.
Anyhow, it’s more fun to make these things up than to decipher them, and you can do that!
eclectic, oh, I hope not irretrievably. This is not your cup of tea. May I recommend “Apples to Apples”? It’s a wonderful word game, and no words get mangled in the playing of it. You are SO not fun-challenged.
Susie: I agree with you on whoever wrote that passage. I read it about 5 times and still said, “Wut wuzzat?” !! (The Bad News: I have to read about 200 pages of that stuff every week. Ugh.)
“Apples to Apples” is one of my most favoritest games in the whole universe! I’ve probably said that here before, but I felt it needed reiteration, since ya brung it up.
I think I’d better stick with Apples to Apples. I can’t figure out any of these!