Jungle Speed

[jducoeur]

[Pardon the burblage -- I'm snowed-in for now, and not having her here to talk to is one of the harder bits.]

One of the rather scary highlights of Birkacon this year was accidentally discovering the game Jungle Speed. It's rather delightful in a violent sort of way: a party game for when everyone is keyed up. (And possibly somewhat drunk.) I commend the rules to you: it's quick and easy to learn, and is almost how we played it. (Except that, this being Birka, the civilized rules about how to conduct duels went out the window -- we had people conducting tickle fights, pulling each other across the table, and pretty much any other underhanded approach we could think of to win. Ryan McWhyte wound up particularly battered by the end of the evening.)

Anyway, I've ordered a copy, and will likely bring it to some appropriate gaming occasions. It's a fine addition to the set of "games that can be played by more than six people" collection...

Comments

[hfcougar.livejournal.com]

You were outside the hall of this party, but I didn't see you come in, after I arrived. I figured you'd gone to bed.

I have to tell jducoeur where all the good parties are. It is explicitly written in our contract.

[jducoeur]

It is, and for good reason -- you are *way* better connected than I in such things...

[rocksryan.livejournal.com]

BAD protege!

hmmm... let me make a note to add that to Raffaella's duties for the next year...

[jducoeur]

No, no -- that's the good-protege part. (No, really -- I *did* write it into the contract...)

[hfcougar.livejournal.com]

Why am I a bad protege? I got him to the party! It's dervishspin that didn't get dragged in.

We also have an unspoken agreement that I can neglect to tell him about the bad parties, like the one where I ended up drinking fermented goat's milk with a glow stick floating in it.

[jducoeur]

... let me make that more spoken then. You absolutely have permission to not tell me about those parties...