After weeks of toiling, virtually, on his own farm, i.e. the infamous Facebook application Farm Town where many a woman allegedly have lost their husbands or vice versa, Mr. Monk my 6 year old finally made enough money, all 70,000 coins (which are worth $50 in real life currency), to purchase his own farm house, Small House.
“It’s the best day of my life! In Farm Town!”
He exclaimed, while doing a Gene-Kelly-Singing-In-The-Rain-esque gig.
Oh, the small things in life!
(Eh, I just realized that the real “Farm House”, which looks more like a mansion, costs 300,000 coins. Yeah, like that’s going to happen… I’d have gotten carpel tunnel for helping him reach that goal…)
I was so addicted to this game (but now I’ve discovered blogging)! My 6 yr. old still begs me to play so he can dictate what seeds to plant, what new things I should buy. It’s hilarious.
.-= Jane´s last blog ..Wordless Wednesday =-.
I had no access to computer last night in hotel. IMed my husband on my BB, the first thing I said was: OMG. You have to harvest G’s farm town for him. My husband was like WTF? LOL.