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Rummikub

Rummikub is one of my sister's and my most favourite board games. Before you start the game you have to pick 1 tile. Whoever gets the highest number gets to start. The highest number is 13. After you do that you should put back the tile that you picked. After that whoever got the highest number picks up 14 tiles then the next person who got the highest number has to pick and so on. The tiles are small and rectangle in shape. On the tile the numbers are written. There are 4 colours - blue, orange, black and red. The aim of the game is to finish all your coins. In the game there are 2 jokers. If you cannot place anything on the board, you have to pick a coin. (There are more rules in the game). If you get a joker when you start the game you have to put it back and take another tile.

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  1. sanjith - i have always wondered how this game works. tx for the insights - wd appreciate understanding more of the rules.
    btw, i LOVE yr blog - i have a small alert that lets me know whenever u post anything new...very good going!

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  2. I love Rummikub too!!! Its addictive!!!

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  3. Fantastic Blog Outstanding super Blog

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