Scrabble

He left me clues scattered all over the internet, like scrabble tiles rattled around and hurled at me through millions of cables and wires (as if I were to somehow decipher what he was cryptically trying to say). I was looking for clues but not that deeply; I'm not that complex. I just wanted honesty. He, being the game master (and determined to have it his way or none at all) overthrew the board, tossing scrabble pieces everywhere, creating complete havoc and chaos along the way. He kicked my ass at the game, leaving a mess far beyond what he said he was capable of (for what I thought was no apparent reason). And then I found he left me with these tiles to unscramble:

# # # Y # # O M # D # A
You Owe Me A Divorce


I handed him the flag.