If you've seen a movie in the theaters lately, you may have seen my latest favorite commercial - Coca Cola's Delux_247. That ad just cracks me up. I was talking like him all during break. I think I was pretty much driving everyone crazy when I kept on telling to call me Delux.

So on New Year's Eve, unable to sleep, me, Marlon, Marian, Claudine and Marilyn started playing a game of Spoons. The object of Spoons is to get four of a kind in your hand. Once you get four of a kind, reach into the middle of the circle and grab a spoon. There is one less spoon than people playing, so once you see someone grab a spoon, grab one too, because the person left without one gets a letter - first S, then P and so on. So I guess the ultimate object of the game is not to be the one without a spoon. We haven't played the game ever since we were little kids, maybe because of some spoon related injury since we tend to get a little rowdy and violent when we play.

We let our little cousin Enzo play for a bit, but he just couldn't hang and he stopped playing midgame. The playing was close at the beginning, but then Marilyn started to lose really bad - she was just concentrating too intently on her cards she didn't notice that all the spoons were gone. And the way we play it, is that the person who ultimately spells SPOONS has to do a dare. We thought of some pretty gross ones, like she had to smell all our socks or wear her clothes backwards around the house.

But once she lost, we thought of the ultimate embarrassment. Our task for her was to go up to 3 aunts and one uncle of our choice and say to them, 'What's my name?' and when they said 'Marilyn' for her to snap back, 'It's DELUX, son! It ain't that hard!'

Of course, they would have no idea what she was talking about and think her to be crazy. Which is just how we liked it.

So like a gang of 7 year olds, the rest of us huddled together laughing and giggling behind Marilyn, who did NOT want to be humiliated like that. Of course, we chose my father first. So she went up to him, and asked 'What's my name?' And my dad already had the 'Are you crazy?' look on his face. 'You're name is Marilyn,' he replied. Marilyn, laughing the whole time, spits back, 'No! It's Delux, son! It ain't that hard!'

And runs away.

And my father looks at the place where she was standing, shakes his head, and walks back to the couch to watch the football game.

We only made Marilyn do it one more time, partly because we could tell she was dying, partly because she just got a blank stare from the aunt she did it to, and partly because we were laughing so hard we couldn't breathe.

Ohh....the cousins are a loveable bunch, but damn, are we cruel to one another, too!!!!

Posted by Yano at January 13, 2004 12:45 PM

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