Also, 1 of the guys’ wives thought he was cheating on her. She followed him to a house and thought to catch him in the act, when he went into the basement. Instead, she burst in on him and his friends playtesting D&D in their basement mancave.
The home office/battle station where you can pipe the output from one bash command into another bash command, or set up your media server or just play video games.
The kitchen where you can knead and bake sourdough, roll your own pasta, braise a hearty stew, or roast a leg of lamb.
The backyard where you can smoke a brisket, bake a pizza, host a wine tasting.
The garden or lawn where you can cultivate plants, grow something to eat, design a beautiful landscape, or restore a native sanctuary for migratory insects like the monarch butterfly or birds like a hummingbird or songbirds.
The gym where you can get ripped, build up your personal stats, and let off some steam through physical activity.
The closet or bedroom where you can plan out your fashion choices and wardrobe, iron your clothes, shine your shoes, and otherwise make stylish choices.
Some sort of room or garage where you can jam out with musical instruments.
What if I’m not qualified to glue two pieces of cardboard together? Where is my hideout?
Dungeons and dragons was developed in a man cave.
Also, 1 of the guys’ wives thought he was cheating on her. She followed him to a house and thought to catch him in the act, when he went into the basement. Instead, she burst in on him and his friends playtesting D&D in their basement mancave.
If we’re going by this logic, I would say that the personal computer was invented in a “man cave”.
Though I guess those kids weren’t married yet (right? probably?)
In that case, you have a few options:
Also basement.
Online
Fuck. You might be on to something