Julie and I enjoy Scrabble. Except for when the game jams into a corner and one of us has all consonants and the other all vowels. Then we improvise on the rules, partner in our competition.
Today we had a dirth of words but without any guith whatever, we used that little known word vaugeto to score through the wordjam. I found the gem floating in the fluffy, vapid nuages of my imagination, trying to get to my attention. I scored the word, gave the points to Julie and she gave me 5 tiles at random. I still won. Or rather: I still wun.