“I own a piece of land, too,” I told him proudly. True, it wasn’t anything like his 400,000 acres, but I did own some: .25 acres on the edge of London. Actually, I was very worried, because I had spent all my money on the land, and now the tax was due. I had no money for the tax, so I was going to lose the land. But I was still telling the truth when I told him I owned some land.
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“Wait, this is just Trivial Pursuit by another name!” I exclaimed.
“We know that,” they said, and tried to calm me down.