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Scene it!

I am a bargain shopper.  Friends are always asking me how I get such great deals on things.  Truth is, I shop the end of the aisles or the clearance section first.  One recent shopping trip took me to a local Walmart which was undergoing renovation.  Because of the renovation, there were several aisles of merchandise priced to go.  One section held particular interest because it was packed with various games for all different game consoles.  One of the items that caught my eye was a family game called "Scene It!". This was appealing because we are always trying to find ways that we can share the boys interests.  And like it or not,  the X-box uses up a huge chunk of their days right now.  This particular version of the game also included the controllers necessary to play the game so I figured that if nothing else, it was a bargain for that reason.
I will readily admit that the family didn't express any interest in my acquisition.  I didn't give up though and declared a night of forced "family fun".  By the end of the first round, everyone was enjoying themselves.  I will admit that we are not big movie buffs so many of the questions had us scratching our heads.  However, the competition is what reeled my family in.  I would have to say that the $10 I spent was well worth the laughs and time that we have spent together doing an activity as a family. Both teenage boys have suggested playing another round and we have done so several times.  That was money well spent in my book!  

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