Adding money to game night just turns friends into sore losers who argue even harder when they're down a round. Half the fun of the debate is the debate, and killing it with a bet feels like cheating the whole point of hanging out.

Tried mint once thinking I was clever, now my yard is just a mint farm.

Man, that phantom stuff will eat your whole day. Been there more times than I care to admit, and it is always something dumb like a lockring that felt snug with the wrench but let go the second you put real power down. What I started doing is grabbing the cassette and trying to rock it side to side before it even hits the stand, just a quick habit check. Saved me a lot of gray hair since.