I love Magic 8 Ball! It comes in a variety of colors, shapes, and modes (like the Internet). I never was allowed to have one when I was little (too expensive or devil's tool - not sure which), so I used the neighbors'.
As a child, when I really want something in my life to happen, mischievous delight took over as I peered around and asked the desired inquiry. Next, I reveled in the fact that "YES, [put any boy's name here] likes me...but does he LOVE me? I'll ask again." Many an hour was wasted because I wanted either too much information or for it to change. But never did it thwart my appreciation for the little spirits controlling the answer cube.
My children, courtesy of my in-laws, have a magic 8 ball (they ain't scared o' Satan). In fact, it is an LSU one (Geaux Tigers). They never use it but I, I longingly love to sneek it from their shelf when they are out or sleeping and whisper my question into it. " 1) Will I survive my underemployment? 2) Do my kids really think I fell off the turnip truck? 3)Will I really go to hell if I hate someone? 4) Did my high school Catholic Youth Ed person realized he looked haneous in a big red G-String" My boys are out right now so let's see the answers in corresponding order:
1) Absolutely
2) Consult me later....(waiting 5 seconds)...the stars say no
3) Can't say now
4) The stars say no
How can you argue with that? Those are perfectly legitimate replies! But I have one more question: Am I ever gonna be financially ok?
Magic 8 Ball says: No doubt about it.
Yep, I love Magic 8 Ball! At worst, Magic 8 Ball gives hope without rhyme or reason, yet I think I rather have hope than think that [put any boy's name here] didn't like me or that I'll be broke as all-get-out forever.
