"Why is this piece not changing to a long!"

As I type, Jack & Jill are engaged in a furious Tetris battle that has been waging for about 1:13 minutes. Five minutes ago, Jack was trying to change a square piece into a long piece by desperately pressing on the green button. My wife and I lost it during this, as Jack kept trying to fit the square piece into a single columned area.

We regained our composure as we kept trying to explain the intricacies of Tetris to Jack, which is fantastically impossible. No fault of the recipient of the knowledge, but it is our fault, because we can't convey a single coherent fucking thought from it's initial inception a nano-second before to where it should go. But somehow it gets scrambled by a pot filter somewhere near our nasal passages. The words that come out make no sense.

They've switched from Tetris to Pac-Man now. The validity of Jill's Pac-Man skills are currently being contested by the collective us. Apparently, using an XBOX 360 controller is not the same as an Atari Joystick. She also had made a comment on how she preferred a Joystick and my wife made a sexually suggestive comment. My wife rocks. Never misses an opportunity.

"Is that what she said?" - Micheal Scott from The Office.