So, we (my dad, cousin, friend Matt, and myself) were playing board games on our regular monthly Sunday afternoon session. We started with a game of El Grande, and I made a somewhat nasty move towards Matt (who happened to be the host this week). He gave me a nasty glare, to which I replied "this isn't Candyland".
...but this game! Which he forced us to play, "poetic justice" he said. I was poised to win, but got that infernal Gramma Nutt card! Curses! Anyways, I thought this was a hilarious gaming anecdote that I wanted to share. I hope you enjoy it.
We followed up with this game as I had to choose whether to keep it or give it to my brother for his birthday. Long story, but he gets this or Princes of Florence. I decided he gets this because I believe his wife will enjoy it and they can play it together.