I fondly remember the New Year's Eve of 2004. A small party of friends were gathered; Nick, Matt, Sam and I. We were all crowded behind the couch in Matt's basement, technically in the bedroom because of the six inch thick beam overhead. Nick was winning a game of Risk and, in the name of good sportsmanship, we all celebrated by drinking copious amounts of refreshments.
Nick shouted, "I dare you to kill my armies! I will slaughter you all!" He followed this with an evil maniacal laugh.
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