Sunday, July 1, 2012

Python, apocolypse, and irate pirates

My past few days have been filled with nothing more than Borderlands, Community, and Pinkeye.  Pinkeye is not code for anything except extreme freaking pain in my eyeholes. So I am running around shooting things in the post apocolyptic wasteland while squinting and yelling like an angry teenage pirate who actually keeps up with his hygiene.  Man I love summer.  Now to answer some questions that random people have asked me while I was playing "make them move" in public places.  "Are you insane?"  No, I only do what the demon cucumbers in my brain tell me to do.  "Do you want me to hit you?"  No but feel free to hit yourself you freakish gorilla of a man.  And lastly "Can I have your number?" No but thank you for asking semi-attractive nerdy looking 16-18 year old female.  And now for something completely different.