I mainly remember the person I played this game with, who among stories I have of them will only recite the time that he was convinced that you needed to pop the stovetop popcorn with the paper on top of the foil, and only let the smoke alarm and his furious aerobic teacher mother waking up to a smokefilled house convince him this was not the case. We played this game in that kitchen sometimes because they were that well off, to have a TV with AV hookups in the kitchen. I occasionally dream of that house. Weird kid.