Pete's Expert Summary
My human, in their infinite and often misguided wisdom, has procured a box of what appears to be flimsy head decorations and small, throwable squares of cardboard. The brand is "Spin Master Games," which sounds suspiciously like they're trying to master the art of making my head spin with all the commotion this will inevitably create. The premise involves the bipeds strapping these contraptions, shaped like narwhals and robots of all things, to their oversized skulls and shouting yes-or-no questions at each other. Frankly, the whole affair seems like a colossal waste of energy that could be better spent on chin scratches or opening a can of tuna. However, the small plastic "scoring badges" look like they'd skitter magnificently across the hardwood, and the sand timer might provide a moment of hypnotic distraction before I’m compelled to knock it over.
Key Features
- All New Game: It's the 2nd edition of the quick question “what am I?” Game. Includes 6 new bands- dino, narwhal, robot, flower, butterfly, & brain plus 25 bonus cards in this Walmart exclusive version
- Simple To Play: Pick a headband, place a card in it and play to figure out what's shown on your card. Using yes/no questions, be the first to guess 3 cards correctly and you win
- Family Game Night: Hedbanz is a must-have in your collection of family games for kids and adults. It is for everyone ages 6 and up. For 2-6 players, bring along when you are in need of fun board games for family night
- Funny Random Stuff For Family Game Night: Throw the best party, birthday, game night & Friendsgiving with new party games, family board games & card games for teens & adults
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- Includes: 6 Headbands, 6 Headplates, 16 Scoring Badges, 1 Timer, 69 Picture Cards, 3 Sample Question Cards, Instructions
- Covered by the Spin Master Care Commitment. See below for full details
A Tale from Pete the Cat
The evening began with the typical crinkling and tearing that signals the arrival of a new distraction. I observed from my throne—a plush cushion on the arm of the sofa—as the humans emptied the contents of the "Hedbanz" box onto the low table. It was a riot of primary-colored plastic and thin, glossy cards. The Human That Feeds Me chose a headband with a ridiculous blue narwhal sprouting from the front, while the Other Human donned one with a silver robot. They looked like fools, and I made a note to judge them for it later. The game, if one could call it that, commenced. The Other Human strapped a card to her forehead without looking at it. From my vantage point, I could see it clearly: a depiction of the Red Dot. The one they call the "laser pointer." A shiver of primal excitement ran down my spine. She began her questioning. "Am I an animal?" No, you imbecile. "Am I food?" Only in the most abstract sense of being a source of fleeting joy. The sand timer, a genuinely fascinating little device, was draining away her pathetic allotment of time. Their incompetence was an affront to my intelligence. I could not stand by and watch this display. With a sigh that conveyed the full weight of my burden, I leaped gracefully from my perch. I landed silently in the center of the room, my gray tuxedo immaculate. I stared directly at the Other Human, then darted my eyes wildly toward the far wall, then the ceiling, then the floor. I crouched, wiggled my hindquarters in that preparatory pounce, and then shot off in a mad, phantom chase across the rug. I skidded to a halt, panting theatrically, looking back at her for a sign of comprehension. "Oh, look!" she said. "Pete's got the zoomies!" They were hopeless. Utterly, completely hopeless. She never did guess it. They moved on to the next card, which happened to be a ball of yarn. I simply yawned, curled up, and began pointedly grooming a single patch of fur on my shoulder, ignoring them completely. Some things are simply too obvious to merit a performance. This game was not for me; it was a stage upon which my genius was wasted. The box, however, would make a fine napping spot once they cleared out all the noise.
