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If you don't take your son fishing, at least bring him home a fish.

This edition of "Lost in Translation" started with "Neither the husband nor the goat could fish," and ended with, "If you don't take your son fishing, at least bring him home a fish."

Albino Snotglob

The Turtle Gave the Eels the Stink-eye

Canadian Bacon

Yes, we're still having game nights, and here's proof

Here's a game that we call "Lost in Translation." We do play other games, but so far, I'm posting the outputs from Lost in Translation. We have a new "made up game" (needs naming, help anyone?) where you have a book and everyone tries to write the first sentence of the book. It's like Balderdash aka Fictionary. Well, more on that later.

I like this first masterpiece because the drawings are awesomely awesome, and the story stays amazingly the same.



And here's another fun one. We had just played the new "write the first sentence of the book game" (see it needs a new spiffier name) and Royce and Amber featured prominently. Who doesn't like a story that ends with riding off into the sunset?!

Help! I'm trapped in a box!

How does "A picture is worth a thousand words" become "Help, I'm trapped in a box?!" It only takes one perfect drawing to do so. Fortunately the trapped person is set free by a simple happy birthday wish after a fine Thanksgiving meal.