Humour: The perils of game night

A game of Pictionary is in progress. The counter stops on an All Play word. The two designated artists sketch the word for their respective teammates. “Paree!” shouts the Italian, seeing a hurried caricature of the Eiffel Tower. “Paris!” screams someone from the other side a second later and claims victory for her team. “But I said Paree first!” screams the indignant Italian. “But we’re playing in English,” replies the implacable local. Because that’s what happens on game night. Meanness is mandatory.