Wil insists that my mom is going to play Guitar Hero 3 with him, when she comes up this weekend.
I don’t even know if my mom knows what Guitar Hero 3 is. I warned him that she has quick, nimble fingers. And musical training.* He is not worried.
Me: You know, my mom might not be interested in playing Guitar Hero 3.
Wil: Oh, she’ll play. She’ll play.
*musical training does not really come into play when playing GH3. Rhythm does, I suppose.
Make sure the camera’s rolling when he gets his butt kicked. A source of endless amusement.
Did she end up playing? If so, who won?