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Thursday, December 31
Monopoly is the stupidest game I enjoy. The Bert and The Juli co-gifted a Seinfeld themed Monopoly game for me and it is awesome, but there really are some signature gaps. No Festivus, no blood vials, no space pen, no NOTHING. Whatever.
Anyway, this game isn't even a game. It's, like, "Okay, it's family game night, let's play a game where the consequences include bankruptcy and JAIL TIME." It isn't even a game. It's like a trivialized version of REAL LIFE.
And I dunno about you guys, but I've never played a game where anyone monopolizes anything, really. Maybe it's because no one ever does, or because everyone I play with is just stupid. I'd like to think it's the latter. Anyway, it's such a deceiving title because everyone either leaves the game after the 27th hour or ends up losing everything after having spread their earnings too thin across the board.
It's, like, why did Milton Bradley stop there? There could be a came where, like, a guy and a girl get married, and then the game's called DIVORCE.
Monopoly is such an anomaly as a thing to pass time because it's only a stark reminder of how financially fragile we really are. And how lame we are as a nation for not using colorized moneys.
It's "twenty-ten?" Not "two-thousand ten?" Goddamnit this is getting RIDICKILUS. For 2010, I call Dick Clark and Lindsay Lohan for biggest celebrity deaths.