Post by King of Kings on May 26, 2011 12:58:35 GMT -5
So there am I, at the break of midnight in the three bed-room apartment I live in with my parents. On Xbox Live, I'm playing NBA 2k11 with three of my friends in a co-op team game. LeBron James takes a shot, and misses his first jump shot of the game. All I hear from the headset is "What's going on?"
My headset is away from me. I've put it down, along with my controller, unable to pause the game. Upon my wall, is the terrorist centipede. At nearly four inches long, this terrorist centipede had only one goal: to climb my wall and ruin my game of basketball. Running out of my room swiftly to grab some WD-40, my iPhone chirps like the RAW General Manager is trying to tell me that I get no rematch. I spray the ever loving holy god out of the centipede and put it out of it's multi-legged misery.
"Where did you go? I quit the game. We kept getting delay of game fouls."
I come back to my headset, my friends mad as hell. "A centipede crawled up my wall and I wasn't having that!!"
So we begin another game. The Miami Heat vs The Boston Celtics. This would prove to be a huge challenge for us again. I played as Dwayne Wade, and about a minute into the game, my headset drops once again. Yet another terrorist centipede. This one, in a strange sign from the abyss, climbing on my Boston Celtics jersey.
I rush to grab a broom and knock it off the jersey, then I douse it in WD-40. Thus, killing the centipede invasion before they can destroy the foundation of my being.
I sit down to finish the game. I've seen things you can't imagine in the war on centipedes...but it's a war that must be fought.
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tl;dr: centipedes are the biggest pieces of shit and wastes of life.
Anyone else have a centipede problem during this time of year? Or perhaps even worse insects?
My headset is away from me. I've put it down, along with my controller, unable to pause the game. Upon my wall, is the terrorist centipede. At nearly four inches long, this terrorist centipede had only one goal: to climb my wall and ruin my game of basketball. Running out of my room swiftly to grab some WD-40, my iPhone chirps like the RAW General Manager is trying to tell me that I get no rematch. I spray the ever loving holy god out of the centipede and put it out of it's multi-legged misery.
"Where did you go? I quit the game. We kept getting delay of game fouls."
I come back to my headset, my friends mad as hell. "A centipede crawled up my wall and I wasn't having that!!"
So we begin another game. The Miami Heat vs The Boston Celtics. This would prove to be a huge challenge for us again. I played as Dwayne Wade, and about a minute into the game, my headset drops once again. Yet another terrorist centipede. This one, in a strange sign from the abyss, climbing on my Boston Celtics jersey.
I rush to grab a broom and knock it off the jersey, then I douse it in WD-40. Thus, killing the centipede invasion before they can destroy the foundation of my being.
I sit down to finish the game. I've seen things you can't imagine in the war on centipedes...but it's a war that must be fought.
---
tl;dr: centipedes are the biggest pieces of shit and wastes of life.
Anyone else have a centipede problem during this time of year? Or perhaps even worse insects?