In our house, any game is like chumming the waters. Hiding until blood cleaned up and controllers work properly.
And hiding from Child, who discovered Dr. Who Christmas is on today in Britain. Forced to answer why the British hate him. Explained that it's not all the British, just the BBC. One day, I'm fairly sure he's going to call me on this one.
*checks out door* Yeah, no. There is yelling.