oregon trail

Shelly met another American in Lyss. See below to the part about how small Lyss is. Anyways, I haven’t met this chick yet but I guess shes like 10 years or more our senior, and Shelly said she was from Oregon. And I was all like ‘Oregon? Has she ever had cholera? Does she suggest trying to load the wagon and float it across? Will she trade some bullets for oxen or maybe a wagon tongue?’ It was then I became aware that my wife HAD NEVER PLAYED OREGON TRAIL. So I found a website were you can play it online and we did. The crazy part is that we won on the first go, so we had to play again so Shelly could see Our Couch, The Roo, Mike, Shelly, and My **** all die of dysentery. What would you like on your tombsone? Pepperoni and cheese!