I have a confession: I fell victim to the Flappy Bird craze. Not once. Not twice. But dozens of times. It starts innocently — “Oh, a cute little bird? How hard can it be?” Fast-forward 20 minutes, my thumb’s numb, my cat is judging me, and my phone is begging for mercy.
Why Flappy Bird Is So Maddeningly Fun
Let’s be honest. Flappy Bird is the perfect storm of...