Its friday night. 1050pm.

Im 27.

The obvious question here is....what the hell am i doing on the internet on a friday night?

No, i havent been out partying. No excessive drinking, swearing and leering at drunken women. No raging party, no music and worst of all no jaccuzi.

Instead i have been a battle to the bitter death. My abilities stretched to their upmost. A game of  clever wit and nerves of aluminium. This friday was Uno night at my sisters house.

Some would say that playing a card game on a friday night with your two brothers, a sister and your best mate would make you a grade A loser.

Not so....why?

because this was no ordinary Uno. It was Uno Attack.

Uno attack is a mechanical version of everyones favourite game. An machine randomly fires out cards with which you have to play. Sounds easy doesnt it. But its not for the faint hearted. The machine was obviously made with chaos in mind. At any press of the button cards can potentially launch themselves into the path of even the most suspecting player.

Granted, a piece of cardboard is no silver tipped bullet. But fire it out of a makeshift cardshuffler at 300 rpm, directly at eyeline and its an effective weapon as any.

Warning: May cause eye Trauma

Throw in a volitile mix of family and friends and a couple of smartass comments and you have anarchy. I left the evening with a deflated ego (from constant sly remarks and 'in your face' stares) and a scratched retina from a projectile draw 2 card. It was no picnic.  

Unfortunately, because of some cheating and my love for my family (sometimes when you win, you really lose), i found it in my heart to come second last. 

Sometimes other people need to shine. So occasionally i like to throw a  dog a bone. Ricko from Continuity managed to scrape over the line and win. Luckily for him,his robust exterior protected him from repeated blows to the head by projectile cards.  While the rest of us played on in pain as we endured the 'skin slashing cards of death'.

So, for those of you who like a bit of excitement and like to live a few blocks from the edge- this game is for you. But be warned. Friday nights will NEVER be the same

Gramps decided that Rummicub was more his game.....