Mmmmmm. Bunco. What can I say? 16 women. Dice. Presents. Cash.Wine.
The first thing I noticed was that they were all incredibly tall. I am 5' nothing and spent a lot of the night with a crick in my neck. Incredibly tall and well dressed. I went as a Malteser. They didn't.Enough said.
I am not a big drinker. I was driving so I was not drinking at all. They drank. Alot. I thought that this would improve my chances of winning, but it did not. Despite my overwhelming competetive instinct, there was no skill involved at all. Just throw the dice. Count the score. If you get 3 of a kind you shout "Bunco!!!!" and choose a prize.
I won a prize. First thing I've won since I won a shower cap in the school tombola. I, being sober, decided to go for a small gift in a bijou gift bag. Don't go for the large flamboyant parcel, I thought. Should have gone for the large, flamboyant one. Good things do not always come in small packages. I won a wallet.With some chocolate money. The wallet is brown. I don't like it.
O.k.That is enough now. Yes, I am an ungrateful, small-minded cow. I admit it and I am not proud. But I went as a Malteser...........................have some pity.