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Input: Text: about two weeks ago i bought a boardgame called **twilight struggle** which is a heavy strategy board game set during the cold war. i bought this specifically to play with my dad who is a hermit living by himself after his dad (my grandfather) passed away and left my dad alone in the house. 

my dad doesn't have cable, internet, or much else really and mostly reads or watches movies and tv shows i send him.

i usually visit and play copious amounts of **axis and allies**, **stratego**, **cribbage**, and **chess** with him to his hearts delight. we drink copious amounts of whiskey and barely sleep during this time. tempers flair regularly, but we always just brush it off a few minutes later and continue on with life. i stopped bringing my wife along since she isn't too keen on the yelling that my father and i are accustomed to.

anyways, i drove the 8hrs to visit and upon arrival proceeded to crack open a bottle of whisky (about 1800hrs) we chit chatted, and dove into a game of **a&a** which lasted around 3hrs before the game was a loss and we decided to watch some tv and discuss this new boardgame i brought (2100hrs). 

this of course led to us learning, setting up, and eventually playing a practice round (2300hrs).

we of course, being fairly inebriated at this point, played wrong for about 2hrs. one bottle down, decided we had learned from that practice round and decided to start again. after about 2 or 3 more play and stop sessions it is 0600 the next day, and the sun is starting to rise. exhausted and drunk we withdraw and get about 3hrs sleep. 

sleep deprived, and most likely still somewhat drunk, we awake (he doesn't sleep much and i spend as much time as possible with him) and begin chatting about the depth of the game. naturally we again jump into several sessions of this game which each lasts 2-3hrs long before discovering that we have been playing wrong/ignoring such and such rules etc.

we break around 2000hrs on the second day to hang out with a friend of mine and play some less strategic boardgames ( **the grizzled**, **pandemic**, and **timeline**).  of course the drinking of whisky has yet again commenced and coupled with sleeplessness, frustration(playing wrong for days now), and being drunk/re-drunk we decided to pick back up on **twilight struggle** at this time (2300hrs). 

we begin play on a "serious game" now that we have totally read and re-read the rules about 10x and *"know"* what we are doing.

we play a full 4 and a 1/2hr game only to discover we did 1 very minute thing wrong and have to discount this play-through. we decide to dive in and start another game (0300hrs) -- for real for real this time.

we played a completely correct (hard to believe as it is our 3rd bottle and we are quite tired) 5-6hr game. as we arrive at the 8th round (late war) we discover that someone did not flip over a chit indicating control of some country (zaire of all countries) in the game and accusations were made: 

"you cheated!" 

"i couldn't have made that mistake, must have been you"

"are you for real calling me a cheater?"

"why would i have been the one to make the mistake?, why not you?"

*&!*%^**&^@(!*^*!^&%!*&@!^(*^@!(*^@ - quite a bit of language is not uncommon and doesn't normally bother us unless we are actually seriously directing these horrendous strings of words at each other.

of course there are 3 sides to every story: my drunken/tired side...his old/drunken/tired side and the sober truth...

yelling ensues, words are said, more accusations are made about cheating, acting like a child, and whose house it is etc. we both are the type of people to dig in and not give an inch in the argument no matter how ridiculous it might get, let alone how drunk/ tired/frustrated we are and how well we play our role of u.s. president or ussr dictator. he throws the game, i decide i am too drunk to leave, so i pack up and go to sleep. 

we awake at about 1300hrs on the 3rd day.

my stuff is packed, i am waiting for him to come out to the living room and he asks what's up with my stuff being packed. 

"i'm taking off, i think that's enough world conquest for awhile." i say...

"alright, if that's how you feel, but this is not how things should be done."

i shrug.

"this isn't how things should be done son," he reiterates, thinking i would probably never come back for a visit.

"well, maybe not, but it is..." i say as i give him a hug, smile and start the truck trying to feel like everything is going to be fine and i would visit in a few months.

i drive down and call my wife while i sit in a liquor store parking lot. she convinces me that it's not a good idea to leave this way and i really should go back and fix this, and even stay another night just to make sure things don't remain in a bad way. (she's the best, and of course is right.)

i drive back, walk in and acknowledge that this is in fact not the way things should go down and that we should talk this out. he say's words i have never heard him say: "i'm sorry". we kinda laugh after realizing how close we came to not talking because of a boardgame.

we agree it's silly, but also acknowledge that this is just the type of thing that can ruin a relationship....always the small stupid things that cause siblings, and mothers/fathers to just walk away from each other and not talk.

he was still kinda pissed that i manned up and came back to reconcile things. just the way we are. i will admit that this is a small victory being the one to fix this stupid drunken/tired argument.

we also agree not to drink and play war games....

finally, i stayed another night and we played like 2-3 more times almost immediately after reconciling our idiotic differences.

for those wondering why this game would take soooooo long on each play after so many play-throughs already, my dad is *very* **ap** prone (analysis paralysis) and can take 15 minutes to decide to play a card.

TIFU, by almost ending my relationship with my Dad over a boardgame...