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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Moz, when you said you got 55, I was going to call BS. No matter what options I ran through, changing them each time to "maximise" my kill score, the highest I could get was 39. (sorry, stay with me, Moz...)
However, looking at the source, most every question has a maximum value of five attached to it, and the total "value" you can accumulate is 64. So, I'm buggered why I'm maxing-out at 39, as I have answered each question by picking the maximum option. Perhaps there's some odd screwiness happening in the maths (between browsers?), something that might also explain the discrepancy between your score and your girldfriend's. Regardless, I'm going to have to apologise for my BS-calling temptation and say it's obviously worked out by very smart quantum cats, and bow to your superior child-control skills.
Incidentally, my "real" score was 17, but, as specified elsewhere, that doesn't take into account that all my blood liberated by the rabid 5 year olds was preinfected with Kata Tjuta Bunyip Fever. Those little buggers are going down.
Cheers,
Marc
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5 year olds are mean. They have 5 years of practice of inflicting pain upon adults (parents mostly, fathers more likely than mothers, as the latter are a food source at early stages).
Most of their moves are impossible to defend against.
My mortal fear is the 10 month old baby carried in one of those front strapped baby carrying pouches, with the baby facing forward. Now, for uninitiated in the dark arts of baby trickery, 10 month olds are of a very uncomfortable height because the little dangling feet are at just about the right height to deliver a painful back-kick into father's neither-region.
The only way to defend the crown jewels is the hold both hands in a form of a cup in front of the affected region. You can guess how many dirty looks this attracts from ladies when you go to the shops with the little one ...
