We ♥ Games!

Both of these games were staples at sleepovers I would go to. They were both so deliciously ridiculous. Girl Talk was the "girly" version of truth or dare. Most of the "dares" included divulging your secret crush or actually dialing his digits only to hang up when his mom answered. I was that girl who was always chicken.


Now, Dream Phone was my shit. You had to guess who your secret caller was by picking up the phone and hearing clues. It always ended with some guy named, "Chad", "Brad", or "Michael" These fools were always "waiting" for me at the beach, mall, or some place equally cheesy and unimaginative. I just wanted to pick up the phone and hear Bob Morales from La Bamba tell me something like, "It's not like we're married", or something just as aloof and cold. Or maybe Cruz from Blood in Blood Out telling me he's going to paint (or airbrush) me as an Aztec Princess, but then he forgets my birthday and my name. That would be more realistic.