Murdoku
I came across this book called Murdoku at the beginning of the year. It sounded right up my brother's alley, so I got it to him real early, planning to give it to him for Christmas. I bought it in June, not expecting him to message me last month asking me about my opinion on it since he wanted to get it for his time on the beach... so I told him the truth, I didn't want to spoil the present but what can you do?
The audacity of his reply:
"Why the hell did you buy a Christmas present so early? Besides, it costs you more money to come over and give it to me now than it costs me to just buy it back home."
WELL FUCK OFF BRO!!!!
That copy of Murdoku is now mine, and with it I've acquired a new curse: I just can't stop playing the fucking thing man. I'm now 50-ish puzzles out of 80 and my wife has discovered there's more on the website. We're hooked. She's even doomscrolling way less than usual. How are we going to manage when we're all out of puzzles?
That's it. I need to become a game master to provide endless entertainment to my wife.