Froggy The Pimp

As if I needed it, I have final confirmation that no, I should neither be in charge of small children or indeed have my own. I am now a not so proud grandmother. Yes my six year old child is now the mother of a small child herself. Not just any child, but half small and demanding tamagochi, half peculiar frog-like something or other. Can the reaches of my irresponsibility possibly reach greater height? Even I am considering that the answer could possibly be no.

It is entirely my own fault. The froggy characther came a-knocking and I didn't know what it meant, so I pressed a load of buttons after it had disappeared, to no avail. So I decided it was some odd penomenon that I need not worry myself about. But about an hour or two later, up pops froggy character again. So I press a couple of buttons while it's on the screen and before my very eyes, it invites me through a door - by which time, I have no choice but to go through however, as I already pressed a button, which seemed, for this froggy character (let's call it The Pimp) enough of a confirmation that I was up for giving up the modesty of my tamagochi. Not only that however - for I cannot pretent to be totally innocent in this whole thing. The Pimp brings out some mate he's got - I can't even remember what this mate looks like and a question pops up on the screen - presumably from The Pimp. The question is one single, simple word - "Love?".

Now, I like to think this is testament to my naivety - but I assumed that this just meant love in the childish innocent kind of way - you know - in a let's be mates kind of way. And then whizz pop, two seconds later, I have a tamagochi grandchild. I am now considering giving the tamagochi to someone else to look after, for quite clearly, I cannot be trusted.

An Aside
Re the naivety thing - let me just tell you a quick story - I am not joking about it, you see. In my first week or so of Uni, I was asked by a boy if I wanted to go out to dinner. My understanding of this was that we were just going to go out, get something to eat, hang out. So when we get to the restaurant and he keeps moving his chair closer to mine and trying to hold my hand, I am genuinely surprised and perhaps a little confused. Erm, hang on a second, mate, what are you up to? Needless to say, the people at the next table were highly amused that as he kept moving his chair closer, I kept moving mine away, which meant we slowly worked our way around the whole table. Yes, the WHOLE table. The people at the table next to us really actually were LAUGHING OUT LOUD.
Just thought I should tell you that story, after having refered to my naivety in reference to The Pimp. Yes, I am trying to get you to stop thinking that I am such a complete animal that I would let a six day old tamagochi have a baby with someone she does not know... Although the story is true. Did it work?