My husband could hardly stand to be in the same room as this exmormon guy because he constantly complained, hated watching his own kids, treated his wife like crud, and when we played games, he even made that a miserable experience. He spent the whole night whining during Monopoly that he had no money and no one would help him out. It turned out the exmormon was hiding a bunch of money under the table and he ended up winning. My husband swore we would never play that game with him or any other game for that matter. I agreed.
