Every year at my husband's family reunion, his uncle (1) or charms
everyone into playing a (2) and aggressive game of "Egg Toss." I
always (3) loudly that I do not want to play, mostly because I hate the
thought of having (4) and unkempt hair after a raw egg has made
that (5) cracking sound and broken all over me. Nevertheless, certain
family members, who act as (6) s and advocate participation by
everyone, do a nice job of acting (7)_ _and disappointed when people
refuse to play, so I often (8)_ and join the game. The game always begins
in a carefree and (9) __manner, but when there are only a few players
left, they resemble (10) _s in the army. They begin to think they are
(11)_ like no one can beat them. Everyone who is watching becomes
less and less (12) because they don't want to miss the game. All of the
remaining players (13) and hunger for the same thing...the Egg Toss
trophy. I want to tell them that they may regret the (14) feelings of
desire for this trophy. Have your thoughts gone (15) and awry? Last
year's runners-up usually want (16) and an opportunity to win back
their prize after the (17) between this year's reunion and the time
they lost a year ago. However, only a (18) who has no job would have
the time to practice the legendary Egg Toss game. When it comes down to it,
the game is about luck and the ability to be (19) and flexible when
your partner throws a bad toss. Although, I really think the word "champion"
is a (20) in this game; how could you call anyone who is dripping with
egg and forced to take home a hideous trophy, a champion?