# My mother and I have a game we play.

**URL:** <https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517>\
**Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\
**Created:** [July 10, 2003, 5:46pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517 "2003-07-10T17:46:21Z")\
**Posts on this page:** 12\
**Page:** 1

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![pizzabrat](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/p/e9c0ed/32.png) [@pizzabrat](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/pizzabrat)\
**Post date:** [July 10, 2003, 5:46pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/1 "2003-07-10T17:46:21Z")

</div>

It’s called “Beached Whale”. While she’s laying peacefully in her queen-sized bed, I come up and try to roll her over into the “ocean” (the other side of the bed). She giggles and tells me to stop, but I keep going. I never win though. For some reason, it’s too hard to roll her all the way over and I start to feel bad for bothering her while she’s trying to rest. Actually, while we do play this game all the time, I never really told her it’s called “Beached Whale”. I don’t think she’d like that.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![criminalcatalog](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/e68b1a/32.png) [@criminalcatalog](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/criminalcatalog)\
**Post date:** [July 10, 2003, 6:11pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/2 "2003-07-10T18:11:02Z")

</div>

Wow. Very mundane and awfully pointless.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Casey1505](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/c/dc4da7/32.png) [@Casey1505](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Casey1505)\
**Post date:** [July 10, 2003, 6:28pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/3 "2003-07-10T18:28:23Z")

</div>

I’m sorry for laughing, but there is a high Norman Bates quotient to your OP, pizzabrat.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Kalhoun](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/k/3bc359/32.png) [@Kalhoun](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Kalhoun)\
**Post date:** [July 10, 2003, 6:43pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/4 "2003-07-10T18:43:11Z")

</div>

At the very LEAST, a Norman Bates factor. After all, a boy’s best friend is his mother. (shudder!)

Oh, and I’d share the “beached whale” thing with her. Moms love to hear that kind of thing.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Atlantis](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/9de0a6/32.png) [@Atlantis](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Atlantis)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 6:35am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/5 "2003-07-11T06:35:13Z")

</div>

A Freudian student just might have a field day with that.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Baraqiyal](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/b/ecccb3/32.png) [@Baraqiyal](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Baraqiyal)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 7:05am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/6 "2003-07-11T07:05:15Z")

</div>

My mom and I sometimes play Scrabble.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![I\_can\_t\_believe\_that\_s\_butter](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/i/8edcca/32.png) [@I\_can\_t\_believe\_that\_s\_butter](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/I_can_t_believe_that_s_butter)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 7:17am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/7 "2003-07-11T07:17:20Z")

</div>

Hoo boy.

Nothing ese to add, just ‘Hoo boy’.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![manwithaplan](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/m/f1d935/32.png) [@manwithaplan](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/manwithaplan)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 8:01am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/8 "2003-07-11T08:01:25Z")

</div>

My mother and I had a game we used play. It was called Tickly Lions. She would chase me round the floor on her hands and knees and tickle me when she caught me. I was about three years old though.

She’s nearly seventy now but maybe she’d fancy a game of Beached Whale.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Already\_in\_Use](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/a9adbd/32.png) [@Already\_in\_Use](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Already_in_Use)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 8:04am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/9 "2003-07-11T08:04:38Z")

</div>

I thought the OP was more Jack Handey than Norman Bates. Hilarious, though.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![Wintermute](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/e19b73/32.png) [@Wintermute](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Wintermute)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 12:45pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/10 "2003-07-11T12:45:16Z")

</div>

> [@](#):
>
> \*Originally posted by Kalhoun \*  
> \*\*Oh, and I’d share the “beached whale” thing with her. Moms love to hear that kind of thing. \*\*

LOL, **Kalhoun**! You owe me a keyboard.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![welby](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/d78d45/32.png) [@welby](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/welby)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 1:54pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/11 "2003-07-11T13:54:46Z")

</div>

Wow. Um.

Wow.

---

<div class="post-metadata">

**Author:** ![dorkusmalorkusmafia](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/dorkusmalorkusmafia/32/7266_2.png) [@dorkusmalorkusmafia](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/dorkusmalorkusmafia)\
**Post date:** [July 11, 2003, 2:47pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/my-mother-and-i-have-a-game-we-play/187517/12 "2003-07-11T14:47:06Z")

</div>

I was just relieved that he said the game he played with his mom wasn’t “hide the salami.”
