So... anyway. Enough of this digital massive multiplayer nonsense. Time to get back to some old school, stare 'em in the face, make the whites of their eyes bleed as you beat (or get beaten by) them. Or maybe some co-op shenanigans. Regardless...
As my friends (which, let's face it, are the likely readers) already know, I recently hit the ripe old age of 40. My mid-life crisis kicked in, a bit early if you ask me, and it manifested itself via the gift of good old boardgames and scotch.
The long and short of this is that I have duped/persuaded/press-ganged some chums into playing various boardgames for fun. I have decided that in the gaps between these games days, I will spam the universe about the games days, the games played on them and, possibly, the scran devoured during them.
FYI - these games days have been called for somewhat vague reasons, probably a bad pun gone wrong - I don't recall, Beardgamage. There is a current trend of adding thematic puns on the end of this, just for giggles. For this I would apologise. If I didn't love them. Cannae beat a pun Cap'n.
So... this is the intro rant over. Welcome and hope it aint too painful.
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