I went to my boss's boss's house for a St. Patrick's day gathering. It's about 50,000 square feet atop a large hill with a pool in the back and a hottub in the loft overlooking the world. Most of the furnishing came with the house, including a 47" plasma, liquor bars on every level, an arcade in the basement, and the servants.
Anyway, I tried to refrain from playing the video games for as long as I could. Someone asked me to try to beat the high score on Ms. Pacman. When I finally died, they were either impressed with the score or happy they now got a turn. It was probably good it didn't ask me for my initials, as I had many Guinesses and the possibilities of work inappropriate 3 letter words would have been to tempting.
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