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Originally Posted by AVGWarhawk
My favorite was Lincoln Logs. Yes, I dating myself.
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That must make for some interesting pillow talk
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Originally Posted by AVGWarhawk
I loved building villages. Then I discovered gasoline, matches and plastic army men. My villages were never the same once my crack team of plastic army men took the town. 
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Ah, nostalgia.....
I never got around to burning my Lincoln (linkin'?) logs but my dad, my brothers and myself had great fun using them to construct trenches and bunkers in mom's garden, much to her dismay. Then we'd have a battle royale where the Germans (me) and the Japanese (my dad) would confront the Russians and the Americans by throwing dirt clods that counted as HE shells at the enemy lines. Whomever destroyed the most enemy troops, vehicles, and artillery pieces before it was time for dinner was the victor. Dad and I always won because we were older and could throw better, despite having fewer troops and vehicles. I've still got about two battalions' worth of Airfix 1:32 scale German ww2 infantry, a panzer platoon, and an artillery battery around here somewhere.... probably in storage.
My bros and I used legos in much the same way, but the theatre of war changed to a desperate and absurdly unlikely three-way struggle between Lego Pirates, Imperial Guard, and Knights. We had a fairly complex turn-based set of rules governing the game, with factors like range, cover, armor, and different artillery types being taken into account, but those matches always ended with one of us simply dropping something heavy (like a rollerblade, or in one instance, a brother
) on the others' units after a dispute over said rules. Such is the nature of war, I suppose.