Last night, my friends and I played Girl Talk, the classic ’80’s board game just for girls.
It’s incredibly silly and stupid. The ones that cracked us up the most were to “call a boy in our class and sing a song or tell them something in a foreign language”. I guess I can understand why I liked it so much (I was in 4th grade or so when my parents got it for me), but it’s one of those types of games that have a kitsch factor for sure now.
I think I got about 4 zit stickers. I didn’t want to put an ice cube down my shirt (but Tasha did).
Aw, the good ‘ol days.