I play a game called Minecraft with my son and some of his friends (and one dad). We have a private server, so everyone can get on and play at the same time, typing messages to each other. I was playing the other night when the girlfriend of one of my son's buddies suddenly typed, "YOU RAT! YOU BLEW UP MY BRIDGE!" My son and his buddy were over at the buddy's house, playing the game with us. His buddy immediately started trying to defend himself, by explaining that the sparkly rainbow bridge didn't match the overall theme of the flying islands they were building (they have this sort of futuristic steel and chrome thing going). His girlfriend seemed to have all caps locked on. "I WORKED SO HARD ON IT! T_T" (<---- that's a crying face, poor girl) "He's an awful person!" typed my son. My son's buddy then decided the bright thing to do would be throw my son in the line of fire, so he typed, "He told me to do it!" "I DID NOT!" protested my son (clearly also a fan of the caps key). "You did! You told me to use more dynamite!" "Well, yeah! It's dynamite! But I didn't blow up her bridge, YOU DID!" Eventually the argument went to Skype and my son came home. I asked him how things were at his buddy's house, and he sighed. "I broke the bro code, mom." "Which part?" I asked, crossing my fingers that he wasn't going to say he should've backed his buddy up against the girlfriend. Frankly I was solidly on her side. "The part where you're supposed to save your friend from himself," said my boy, looking abashed. "I should've made him talk to her before he blew up her bridge. Which means it's my fault too, because I was there and I knew better." "So have we learned anything tonight?" I asked. "Yep, always ask before you dynamite your girlfriend's rainbow." :lol:
