While camping this week, we were woken up by a cow that was mooing like crazy. The legend of the Marsh Lake Minotaur was born. Relatives were all making jokes about the minotaur, and I invented some nonsense about the minotaur marking trees with his horns and stacking rocks to mark his territory.
He also made an appearance on some scratch paper during a 4 hour game of PHASE 10...
My poor cousin Bryant became the subject of many "skips" in the game, and I decided the minotaur should have a chance to skip Bryant too. :)
Bryant was threatened by the minotaur for taking too long on his turn. And Bryant also became a weasel for a reason I can't remember.