What's Up Now Chuck E. Cheese???

I am the gaming master.

Saturday we decided to take Daisy to Chuck E. Cheese. We means Sandy, Katie, Nathan, General, Clint and I. Yes, that's six adults and one child. After eating some wonderfully greasy pizza and being stared at by the oh so creepy animatronic band it was time to hit the game room. And hit it we did.
Nat and I had to wait awhile for the skee ball game, for some reason all these kids seemed to think they had a right to be there. Finally the kids went off to scream and smell funny elsewhere and Nat and I got to engage in some friendly competition. Or as friendly as a pair of Bouvettes can compete. This is to say not at all friendly. All you needed was 450,000 points to win the grand prize. Easier said than done, you only get 9 balls. BUT I DID IT. Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeah. There was a large amount of fist pumping and jumping. 115 tickets baby!!
By this time I felt that there was nothing left for me in the skee ball section so I moved on to this game where you have to stop the light on a certain area. Once again, easier said than done. Once again, I KICKED ASS. Another 78 tickets please. Thanks. Nothing more for me here either, on to the whack-a-dinosaur thingy. There was no whacker, you had to use your hands. I had tried this earlier without much success. The record was 55 dinosaurs, my average had previously been around 47. Not this time baby. 57. Oh yeah. Numero Uno-Jaime Bouvette.
This was when I decided that I was done with the Chuck E. Cheese game room. Unlike one Mr. Brett Favre, I retired while I was on top. And I had run out of tokens.