The Merry Widow...is so vain. She probably thinks this song is about her.

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It's all about me Things you should know The Twitter Widow Previous Posts ...I'm gonna go to the place that's the best Leggo My Eggo! We are the champions! All Summer Long Stinky McStinkface Get a clue The Right Stuff ...to yesterday All you need is... Weirdo Other Blogs That I Read Obsessively Dooce Guy #3 Kristine The Recovering Straight Girl The Sarcastic Journalist This Fish Needs A Bicycle Archives February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 November 2006 January 2008 February 2008 June 2008 August 2008 April 2009 My fabulousless has been copyrighted. If you don't believe me then click here	Tuesday, June 20, 2006 Soy un perdedor... If there's anything that drives me nuts, it's losing every single game of Uno to Guy #6. Every. Single. Game. And it doesn't help that everytime he wins, he calls me a loser. It also doesn't help that even when we're not playing, he reminds me that I've lost every single game that we've played. Every. Single. Game. Now, the grown-up in me just laughs it off. The competitor in me makes me challenge him to more and more games so that I can not only beat him, but beat him badly. The Mexican in me makes me want to reach over my cards and slap him in the face, all while doing the latina head shaking thing and saying, "Who's the loser now, beyotch?!?" And the evil in me thinks of other ways of getting back at him, like by putting a few drops of visine in his big, cold mug o' beer,* or by replacing his beloved shaker of salt with sugar, or by secretly adding sour cream to all of his tacos, or by replacing the entire jar of miracle whip with mayonaise, or by adding an extra habanero pepper or 2 or 3 or 4 to the hot sauce.... Mwahahahaha... Good thing I'm not evil. Or Mexican. Or competitive. Oh wait... Footnotes:* In case you're not aware, drinking beer with visine added to it will lead you to have fecal emergencies. Hehehe...nice little trick I learned in college. Guy #6 HATES sour cream **Guy #6 hates mayo, just as equally as he hates sour cream. Labels: Guy #6 posted by The Merry Widow at 1:53 PM \| 4 comments
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