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The above comment was uttered on the eve of a long weekend my freshman year of college by the inimitable "Farble Garble."
The context: we were listening to every single Weird Al Yankovic album extant, chronologically, while drinking copious amounts of Mountain Dew and playing the first (and last) 50-round game of Scorched Earth - The Mother of All Games. 10 player, all human-controlled. It took -forever.-
Why am I remembering this today? Is it because I'm spending my holiday drinking beer and playing video games? Kinda. But what brought it all rushing back was![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
netgoth and her buds getting a little LAN action on.
Frag - it's what's for holiday dinner (and low in tryptophan!)
The context: we were listening to every single Weird Al Yankovic album extant, chronologically, while drinking copious amounts of Mountain Dew and playing the first (and last) 50-round game of Scorched Earth - The Mother of All Games. 10 player, all human-controlled. It took -forever.-
Why am I remembering this today? Is it because I'm spending my holiday drinking beer and playing video games? Kinda. But what brought it all rushing back was
netgoth and her buds getting a little LAN action on.Frag - it's what's for holiday dinner (and low in tryptophan!)
