So I am sitting there, watching the basketball tournament and thinking that it is MADNESS, March Madness that 100-1 ranked players cannot attack. But my teams are winning and my bracket is leading, so all was good.
Then, my phone rings. It was the Jeddak of the Green Martian tribe Warhoons. He starts railing on me because of some post John Carter of Mars posted errrrr Bulgarian Teal. The Warhoons kept at it, to the point that I felt obligated to accept the challenge.
So I offered the Warhoon's the opportunity to crush some Tharks and John Carter himself….. So we loaded up the RV, stopped by the beer store, and headed out.
Our first stop was disappointing, Both John Carter and his neighbor were on and took offense to our scouts taking a peek at their goodies. The Warhoon were not pleased.
I decided to make another trip to the beer store, to try to keep the Warhoon from destroying the RV. I kept pointing to the moto painted on the side “When in doubt, drink more beer” Again, the Warhoon were not pleased.
So we return the next day, the Warhoon clan were more than a little worked up… they needed blood, they needed destruction, They need to pee in someone’s corn flakes.
John Carter, our main target, was kind enough to leave a few tumbleweeds and a cricket. This caused the Warhoon to start to tear stuff up. Things were looking dire. But then I remember ARuckis probing me the other day and visiting me with his RV. So I released the scouts.
The rest as they say, is history.
John Carter got the masses riled up, and ARuckis pays the price.
While not worth any tournament points, the “urge” has been suppressed for now.
