Monday, October 22, 2007

The Scrabulous Battle

If you've known me for any length of time, you know I love playing Scrabble. I really get into it. I am like a crazed shark who smells blood in the water. I play for keeps. I take no prisoners. Well, ok, maybe a FEW good-looking prisoners to hang from my bedroom ceiling in a big metal cage.
But that's beside the point.
Facebook has an application where you can play Scrabble online. They call it "Scrabulous." And I have gotten hooked.

Fab is also on Facebook, and he also plays Scrabulous.
I found out that we both take pride in our playing, so we challenged each other to a tournament.
Best out of seven.
We even made a wager.: If HE won, I had to write a blog post where I listed something about him for every letter of the alphabet. If I won, he had to do a particular song parody I'd requested. (I won't tell you which one).

The Scrabulous battle went like this:

I won the first one.
He won the second one.
I won the third one.
I also won the fourth.
He won the fifth.
He also won the sixth.
So, by then we were tied, three and three. Whoever won the seventh game was destined to be the grand champion exalted ruler of the universe for all eternity!

Or something like that.

It was so exciting I peed my pants at least twice.
Wait... forget I said that.

Are you ready to hear who won? Are ya? Huh? Are ya?
It was meeeeeee! Yay! :)

And believe me, I was worried for awhile there. Fab can be a VERY formidable opponent when he is in "the zone". That fifth game was absolute HELL. He cleared his tray four times, three of which were on triple word scores. And one of those was on TWO triple word scores. He got over a hundred points for that word. ("LAUNDERS")
His final score for that fifth game was over five hundred points. I felt like I'd been kicked in the stomach.
I applaud Fab's awesome Scrabble skills. He is very good.

Soooooo, naturally I'm excited about getting to hear my parody, right?
I figured he'd have it ready by the end of the week. After all, it only took him a day or two to post his video response to Turnbaby's wager, right?


Below is a copy of our recent e-mail thread (printed with his permission).
My words are printed in BLUE, his are printed in RED.
(The "Shakespeare book" I mention is in reference to a gift I sent him last week. It was a book of insults compiled from the works of Shakespeare, complete with their "translations" into modern English.)

Final tally:
Fab: 3

Me: 4

I look forward to seeing/hearing your parody posted on Drivel soon. :)
Well, soon is a relative term... I have owed Robin a song parody for six months. I think I have owed Shelli a karaoke song for nine months. You can't rush creative genius, you know :)
LOL You can't rush a parody you know. If you do, you get a lousy parody. You have to FEEL it...
In that case, I am screwed.
Have you EVER really "felt" me?
I wonder if Turnbaby would help me file a lawsuit...
I think she does family law. Are we related?
We are all related in the greater family of mankind.
Besides, it's about time she learned how to do a breach-of-contract lawsuit.

You can get Mrs. Fab as your lawyer,
I can get Turnbaby as mine, and we can all go out for a lovely dinner or something.
I want crab cakes.

I like crab cakes!
I read through that Shakespeare book before sending it to you, but I can't remember if there was a section for people who conveniently weasel out of stuff.

Forsooth, methinks I have been tricked.

Not at all! I have a very heavy backlog of projects. I promise I will do it! I swear!
Look on the bright side, everyone. This means I get to have Fab hanging from my bedroom ceiling in a big steel cage.
And, really, when you come right down to it, that's all I've ever wanted out of life anyway.

17 comments: said...

Nasty bitch!
You are crazier than him.
You kick his ass in scrabble.
You make a post out of a obvious private email.

I'm feeling sorry for Mr. Fab.


Janna said...

GoingLikeSixty: LOL! Believe me, I made sure to ask his permission about posting the e-mail.
You can still feel sorry for him if you want, though. :)

Turnbaby said...

Sugar--as a person who now OWES Fabby a video post I am conflicted out as your lawyer.

However, as a person who has wagered with Fabby I am expected to get that post up forthwith as I would have expected from him.

Mine 'pay up post' is going up Wednesday.

Steven said...

Janna, you rock! Now you two need to play another round challenging each other to only use filthy, disgusting, and sexual words.

Janna said...

Turnbaby: Dammit! No! No! Make him wait nine months! I beg you!

Steve: Fab would definitely win that one, because of course I am innocent and pure as fresh snow.

Anonymous said...


Janna said...

Square1: I don't think that's in the dictionary.... Lemme check...

Mr. Fabulous said...

Double or nothing? LOL

Steven said...

Yeah, as innocent as snow alright, but snow that has been visited by an impatient puppy!

Mo said...

Not like I need ANOTHER online addiction... but I must check out this scrabble thing on facebook...

OH - and dear Jannaverse readers: I have played our crazy Janna face to face in real life over many a game of Scrabble. She is SERIOUS when she says she is like a shark smelling blood in the water - she is VICIOUS when it comes to a game of Scrabble.

Anonymous said...

That was supposed to be scrabtaculous. And it's in the only dictionary that matters... MY Dictionary! :oP

(I doubt that would be acceptable in Scrabble though.)

Robin said...

I had all but given up on this thing that Fab kept telling me he owed me.

Natalie said...

Wow, 500 points. That is incredibly awesome. I thought I was good at scrabble but have never made it about 500. High 400 sure but 500 is nuts. Favorite word ever played, CLITORAL

Lynda said...

I think he better get cracking on his back log there.

Janna said...

Mr. Fab: Not a chance!

Steve: You must be thinking of some other Janna.

Morgen: Vicious and proud of it!

Square1: Plus it has more than seven letters.

Robin: We should form a support group.

Natalie: That IS a good word... in so many ways!

Lynda: Amen, sister!!!!

metalmom said...

I have chewed off my own foot trying to get out of her scrabulous traps! You, madam, are ruthless. (Need a ruth? I have one!)


Janna said...

Metalmom: Sorry about your foot.