I don’t believe it! My brother won ANOTHER Scrabble game? How? Through his usual method, of course. Through cheating! Here is a picture of my brother BEFORE he put on his Halloween costume:
He always cheats. He cheats and cheats and cheats. And whenever he wins a game in that way (through cheating), he will climb atop a slide or something and taunt me!
This is a photo of my mother taking my brother and I probably to church, where we would supposedly learn to be moral,upright, and honest. She succeeded beyond her wildest dreams with me of course. But my brother grew up to be a notorious ne’er do well, known far and wide for Scrabble cheating.
Do I never win? Yes, sometimes I do. Sometimes all the cheating in the world, even his extra stash of letters, does not help him. And when I do win, do you think he is a good sport about it? Does he look cute to you in these photos? Well, JUST LOOK at how he changed the paint job on my Datsun pickup!
photo: (final photo) SilverElephant
Dishonestly, my brother took an early lead of 30 points. Valiantly, I closed the gap and pulled ahead by 10. It was not to be. The skunk edged me out, 317 to 311.
You should have heard him holler about my drawing the Q, Z, and X. But he had BOTH blanks (to match his blank skull)
Can you believe that my brother challenged “ai?” It’s a 3-toed sloth! Duh.
And if there can be one, there can also be many—to reach the triple word score, which I did my next turn.
He had started by dishonestly scrabbling with “weaning” but later I did the same with “panamas” and beat the cheater by 50 points.
I Scrabbled to make “longers,” but my brother challenged it: “Use it in a sentence!” he taunted.
“I see some longers,” I said. (the big baby)
I made other cool words, too, and he STILL beat me: 379 to 351.
He is very good. (and he cheats)
I used my blank to #Scrabble by making “berriet” but my brother screamed that there was no such word!
Check it, I told him. “And if you don’t find it, try ‘berries.’”
The big baby.
I won, but it was not easy. He’s very good.