Fucking Oxen

[perpetual_motion]

John drowned when I tried to ford the river.
Kyle broke his leg, then died.
One of my oxen got injured.

Guess what I'm playing?
And guess where the names come from?

EDIT: And now Alan has typhoid. Damnit, Alan.
EDIT 2: And now Alan broke his leg. Double damnit, Alan!
EDIT 3: And now Hal has typhoid.
EDIT 4: And now Hal has CHOLERA. Pick one, dude.
EDIT 5: And now an oxen has died. Fucking oxen.
EDIT 6: And now Alan broke his arm. Alan, seriously, you're just trying to fuck this up, aren't you?
EDIT 7: I win! Suck it, monkeys! Alan, Hal, and Guy survived. As well as three oxen.

Comments

[leaper182.livejournal.com]

A friend of mine was playing Oregon Trail on her computer, and the game went by so fast. It was creepy.

[perpet-fic.livejournal.com]

It's kind of a mind bender to think that OT was the shit when we were kids, and it was two diskettes for something like an hour's worth of play. I kept cracking up at the graphics. You're traveling over green land, and then it's orange, and then it's green. That's some high-tech shit right there.

[leaper182.livejournal.com]

Hell, being able to play OT and Number Munchers on the computers with color was freaking awesome. We just had the computers that were different shades of green.

Oh, childhood. <3

[fearciuil.livejournal.com]

Hee. Yeah, the injuries and illnesses crack me up.

(And I'm actually watching Top Gear as I read my friends page, so your icon also cracked me up. I'm easily amused.)

[perpet-fic.livejournal.com]

TG makes everything better. Even if what you have is pretty awesome to begin with.

[fearciuil.livejournal.com]

And they've got Michael Gambon on! Cool.