i remember the very first time i played it,
on the floor of the basement,
with the harts,
in that house with the stairs on 13th street.
i have played it countless times since.
won, lost, loved.
but never have i played it with such vigor and vim
as i have for the past two weeks.
emotions ride high during our nightly skip bo game.
winning is the goal.
whether we are playing with one card,
or giving mindy four extra because she gets at least 15 wilds every game,
it is always intense.
i am not sure if introducing skip bo to my pals
was a good idea or a bad one...
but i am not lying when i say it has become
a nightly routine.
prepare to get skipbo'd.
beginners luck, practically proven
smiles are for winners
literally drew five tens. wild.
intensity captured?
sweet shirt ryb.
can you guess who is winning this one?
skip bo brings out the best (and worst) in all of us.
we'll see how long this lasts.
we'll see how long this lasts.
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