RISK and Scotch, no better combination
Last night, I went over Glen's house with Tom, Chriv, Pete and Joy. We ate food and drank scotch and played Risk until about 3:30. Glen lost first. No one really won, but it was lots of fun, what with people fighting Muhammed while he defended Egypt single-handedly and people knocking over drinks on the board and rolling dice over Toms coffee infused troops and laughing over Glen's sex books. I need more nights like that.