Oh Monopoly, grand board game of yore which gives us the pleasures of multi-millionaire property developers. The jibing, the sport, the wonderfulness of it all.
Alright... stop!
I have never played a game of monopoly that didn't devolve into some sort of Neanderthal chest-beating ritual. You can't win at monopoly, you can just get other people to quit (maybe that's winning to some people). The back-stabbing, the side-deals, and shifting money around between some players and not others. It's the ultimate Darwinian exercise! Only the strong will survive (or those that really want to win at Monopoly). In fact, I challenge you to find one game of monopoly that didn't end with some fight (maybe fisticuffs?) or verbal abuse or someone flipping over the board.
I remember a time I was playing and someone landed on park place, but the person who owned it had made a deal that said person didn't need to pay if they landed there (that might be one too many "persons"). This created an argument and the "throwing of pieces" began. All I can say is thank god the houses are made of plastic. Unfortunately for my friend he got an old timey car and wheelbarrow upside the head.
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