Scrabbalicious

Could it be? Could we have our own silly stereotype? Thanks to a recent article in The London Paper, in which a pair of A newlyweds played Scrabble with friends on their wedding night, the idea might be going around that we harbor an unholy love for Scrabble. And really, I couldn't be happier. I can't wait for the day when we have to start disproving our stereotypes, since that would mean people are actually aware of our existence. I can't say I like Scrabble...I'll play it to be social, but it takes forever and I usually get pummeled anyway. But the point is, it doesn't matter what I like, because this is a stereotype! I guess our collective good looks and rapier wits haven't caught on yet...