Checkers with Jeff

Today Jeff and I played a couple rounds of Chinese Checkers. Jeff hates the game. He hates the logic behind it. Hates the thought it takes. And mostly, he hates losing to me. (I'm not very humble about it, am I?)

We played a few rounds, and of course, I spanked him each time. After we finished a game, I turned the board back around to play with my lucky color and he says, "Another round? Do we have to? My arm is sore." I said, "Sore from what?" He pauses, looking very sheepish and finally he quietly says, "From moving the marbles...?" He was hoping that excuse would fly. It sooooo did not.

Nice try though; It was cute.