Cant we all just get along?

What if the world was run like a game of Risk?

I had the misfortune today to run play a game of risk with a few friends. I suffered a terrible defeat at the hands of Adolph Hitler, just like what didn't happen in WWII, but this is beside the point. Jessica, William and Pat were playing a game of Risk, but having never played with Jessica, we were all bamboozled into believing that this was her first ever game of Risk. Half way through the game, Jessica and myself formed a make-shift alliance, agreeing for me to take over Europe and Asia while she took over N. America and S. America. Anyway, that was a mistake, once she had the Americas, she didn't need me anymore so in one swift graceful swoop took over most of my positions in Europe, Africa and Asia. While Pat and William were obliterated, Will faster than Pat, I was left to suffer a slow and painful conquest of all my territories. During the last few minutes of the game, Jessica, making her trademark bunny face, announces in a thunderous roar

"HA! YOU GUYS THOUGHT THIS WAS THE FIRST GAME OF RISK I EVER PLAYED, BUT I PLAY RISK ALL THE TIME. HAHAHAHA!"

But it didn't really matter all that much that I lost to Jessica in the end because our journey for world conquest ended up at Taco Bell, which is all I really wanted before we started to take over the world, which was really a map glued onto some card board.

But quite frankly, I doubt that Jessica will ever be trusted in another game of Risk ever again