Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
The game is Wahoo. It has four more holes on the board than Aggravation and is played a little differently. Our family plays Wahoo every time we gather.
Nice pictures and love the little greeters:)
ReplyDeleteWhat game is that that you're playing? I'm not familiar with it.
ReplyDeleteIt looks like you had a nice time!
ReplyDeleteI don't know that game either; what is it?
The game is Wahoo. It has four more holes on the board than Aggravation and is played a little differently. Our family plays Wahoo every time we gather.
ReplyDeletewhy in the hell do i not have a wahoo board? hhhmmmmm?
ReplyDeleteThese photos brought tears to my eyes. Remember one year ago?? P and E are carrying on the traditon. Now you know what to get JJ for Christmas. : )
ReplyDeleteGreat idea to get Jessi a Wahoo board for Christmas. Why don't we talk about it here sissy on my public blog!
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