Whether We Like It Or Not
Our lack of knowledge came back to haunt us in other ways, too. Couple the New Orleans brand of Catholicism with a game that's genuinely hard (how one represents "Galilee" in 60 seconds is a question for philosophers and geographers, not New Orleanians who'd attend the Second Coming, if the Saints had a bye that week) and you have a recipe for disaster.
"It's a man with a beard."
"Right."
"It's Jesus."
"No."
"... Uh, Jesus?"
"No."
"... Moses ... ?"
"No."
Time.
"How the hell do you draw 'Elijah'?"
"Who the hell is Elijah?"
"Don't say hell!"
It's not to say Elijah is unimportant; in fact, he's one of the most important prophets of the Old Testament and a major figure in Judaism and Christianity, but I'm not entirely sure how one would represent him (excepting the "man with a beard") in 60 seconds of scribbling with an audience of the not-so-devout. Nonetheless, we persevered, marching into good intentions hell via Bible Pictionary because acceptance is what family is all about. When a cousin can't play with guns but can play with swords because they're in the Bible, you quietly accept it and make sure he gets lots of swords (which he, being a little boy, instantly tucks under his shoulder while shouting, "BANG! BANG! BANG!"). And when the family needs to bond, you grit your teeth and try to draw Elijah, because gaming brings us together, whether we like it or not.
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"It's a man with a beard."
"Right."
"It's Jesus."
"No."
"... Uh, Jesus?"
"No."
"... Moses ... ?"
"No."
Time.
"How the hell do you draw 'Elijah'?"
"Who the hell is Elijah?"
"Don't say hell!"
It's not to say Elijah is unimportant; in fact, he's one of the most important prophets of the Old Testament and a major figure in Judaism and Christianity, but I'm not entirely sure how one would represent him (excepting the "man with a beard") in 60 seconds of scribbling with an audience of the not-so-devout. Nonetheless, we persevered, marching into good intentions hell via Bible Pictionary because acceptance is what family is all about. When a cousin can't play with guns but can play with swords because they're in the Bible, you quietly accept it and make sure he gets lots of swords (which he, being a little boy, instantly tucks under his shoulder while shouting, "BANG! BANG! BANG!"). And when the family needs to bond, you grit your teeth and try to draw Elijah, because gaming brings us together, whether we like it or not.
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