Angry Birds is a popular video game that has taken the world, and my husband, by storm.
The point of Angry Birds is to fling round birds at big nosed pigs…for hours. We’ll be having a fascinating conversation about my day when I realize he’s been playing Angry Birds the whole time.
The other day I was washing cat vomit off a bathmat in the laundry room, when he came in, bouncy as a puppy.
“Guess what!”he didn’t ask.
“You took down the exterior Christmas lights?”
“Ha ha,” says he. “No, the new Angry Birds Rio is free on Amazon for one day only!”
Is free marriage counseling included? Frankly, throw in a free pedicure and we’ll call it even.
He’ll be sitting in the living room, frantically fiddling with his phone and I’ll ask “Are those birds still angry?”
I’ve been told I have Angry Birds on my phone, but as an effort to fight the power, my birds will remain forever unflung. Viva la revolución!
My husband feels your pain.
He can join the support group I start. We are going to fling real birds at our spouses.
Don't fling real birds at your spouse. Just shoot the bird – at the website.
Call your support group Angry Hens.
The pigs must die.
How do I vote in your pantyhose poll???
The pantyhose poll is closed. Better luck with my next fascinating poll about stretch marks.
Ha! My husband started playing Angry Birds a couple weeks ago and he keeps trying to convince me to join the dark side and play the game too. I am for now standing my ground and refusing to join him.
Stay strong, Jessica!
Angry Birds "seasons" fascinates me…. the icon changes according to what holiday is about to occur. It makes me want to put tin foil on my phone…. how are they DOING that…..
(I don't play it…it's the 7 year old's favorite game though. Just sayin'…..)
This is why we are low tech on the phones. I already battle the wii and Drudgereport for attention. No need to add feathery weapons.
Dh says "You don't know what you are missing"
I say "I came I played, it was ok"
Hi! Stopping by from MBC. Great blog.
Have a nice day!
Well, at least it's only a GAME! Last year we had a REAL angry bird – – – well, maybe he was more crazed than angry – – – who kept pecking LOUDLY on our family room window, and looking at us as if to say, "aren't you going to pay attentino to ME?!?"
We moved away and left him there.
😉
I have heard of this Angry Birds game. Being one with a bit of an addictive personality, I am resisting the urge to check it out. Fight the power!
"We are going to fling real birds at our spouses."
My favorite thing to find on a blog, is comments as good as the posts.
Aw, thanks, Anna. That's sweet!
A Wall Street Journal article explains the fascination with the game: apparently we humans are the only species that can throw or launch items on a mentally calculated trajectory. It's an evolutionary skill that allowed us to survive (you know, catch food). Other earlier human species did not survive because they didn't have the same skill. So, maybe you get your husband to launch laundry into the washing machine, or dishes into the dishwasher, or weeds into the mulch pile. Ha!
Ha, Kate, I knew it!
And I've got to say, he's pretty handy around the house already. Must be from honing those trajectory calculating skills.
So last month I noticed an Angry Bird on the dashboard of a Ferrari. My life is now complete, lol.