• Me: Who the fuck is hunting feet, Sherlock?
  • Ben: what
  • Me: Y'know... in sherlock holmes
  • Me: OH
  • Me: no wait, they say, "The Game is Afoot"
  • Me: Point stands
  • Ben: right
  • Me: Who plays feet?
  • Ben: like soccer references and shit
  • Me: or you kick feet around
  • Ben: fo real
  • Me: "Let's go play cricket!" "How do you play cricket?" "I have absolutely no idea and neither does anyone else."
  • Me: It's a game predicated on lies.
  • Me: Everyone acts like the know what's going on, but there is no way in any universe that that game makes sense.
  • Ben: Don;t you run back and forth as many times as possible?
  • Me: Yeah, something like that
  • Ben: I mean, for one....
  • Me: and then there's a wicket
  • Ben: baseball improves on something
  • Ben: wtf is a wicket
  • Me: what the fuck are small magical woodland creatures doing in this game?
  • Me: I KNOW
  • Me: And then the bat is a fucking rhombus with a pole on it
  • Me: And they wear stupid shin guards
  • Me: and if I remember correctly, they also wear equestrian helmets
  • Ben: YEAH
  • Me: Y'know, people all over the world play rugby. I can get behind that.
  • Me: But only England, India, and maybe kinda Hong Kong (which was an english territory) play cricket. Why? Because it's fucking bullshit, Ben.
  • Me: Let me also say, however, that baseball is total fucking bullshit too.
  • Ben: agreed
  • Me: I AM SO MAD NOW!