It was a Saturday night. And I’m not kidding when I told you it was a full moon. We’re all playing Monopoly and for some reason my brother got upset because he got a thimble. We were having a grand old time and suddenly a fight broke out. Don’t look at me; I didn’t start it. I was simply trying to get my money for boardwalk. The game lasted for 12 hours. Can you believe it 12 hours! It’s not my fault that they didn’t know how to handle their money. So I was little bit cocky. That’s not a reason to throw the whole game board down the floor. Everyone start to fight this started from the thimble to throwing money. And that was 10 years ago and I haven’t spoke to my brother since then. So here we are after after a decade at The saddest occasion. It was our cousin’s funeral. And we haven’t spoken to her since that monopoly game. I’ve had a few kids and a few marriages but I’ve never had monopoly in my house again. My children do not know your uncle. They’ve never met their grandparents. I blame it on the game.