The rage emanating from my eyes could temporarily incapacitate a man at 20 paces, any closer and death. It’s a cranky, crabby, highly annoyed day in the land of the Supergenius. Chances are if you can’t find the right combination of magical spells to placate me, I will eat your face. You have been warned.
So far what is proving mildly successful is playing Marry, Boff, Kill with Al and Seamus.
This is a game Seamus saw on some TV show and has been making us play all morning. Basically you point to someone say “marry boff kill” and then list three people. So far we have made Seamus marry, boff, or kill Hilary Clinton, Nancy Pelosi, and Condee Rice; Marcia, Jan, and Cindy; Mary Ann, Ginger, and Mrs. Thurston Howell III; Wilma, Betty, and Jane Jetson; and a bunch of people you wouldn’t know.
He just gave me the ultimate MBK combination: Superman, Batman, and Spiderman. I married Supes, boffed Batman, and killed Spidey. It was not an easy decision.