FINISH HIM!

Each night, if they've been good, before they go upstairs, I play a game with the kids. They take turns picking the game. Tonight was my son's turn. His favorite game is currently Munchkin (which is an awesome damn game, by the way).

Since it was already rather well past the time they're supposed to go upstairs for the evening, we decided to play a short game, to level 5 instead of the usual 10.

The game started out reasonably well. He nabbed an elf card. I got a cleric card. He drew Divine Intervention, so I got a level. I drew Mithril armor.

He played the sex change curse on me. Crap. Penalty of -5 on my next combat roll due to distraction (hey, boobs!).

I kicked in the door and found a Plutonium Dragon.

Oh. Shit.

Dragon? Level 20. Me? Level 2 + 4 for armor, -5 for hey boobs!

So I throw out my Magic Lamp. Dragon go poof. Taco gets to take the dragon's treasure. That means drawing 5 treasure cards. Nice.

And.

I.

Drew.

These.

Cards.




I think I'm retiring from Munchkin. I'll never top tonight's game.