[classic swim]

Takes the computer away from Tao and says “hehah alright, that’s enough Angry Grandpa!”

He was in the bathtub and his wife shot him with two playtoy revolvers like she was Yosemite Sam.

Puts on a green hat and bow tie and says “yayehay Boo Boo, I’m getting miiiiighty sick of these ghostrek threads!”

Talks like Barney Gumble when curious.

Bathroom sink drain smells like unadulterated ass eggs.

He is Mr. Hoonie!

Doesn’t wish to unfoil Mr. Hoonie’s secret identity.

Pep-talked ghostrek into asking a sexy lady to shit on his grits.

It’s so profoundly stupid for a game to have 8 save files and not give an option to manually delete any in usage. Way to make it more of a pain in the ass for the memory card I’ve never needed to switch out in twenty years.

Takes his wife out to Chuck E. Cheese since she wanted something fancy.

It’s hard to explain the impact of Red Dead Redemption to someone who’s only known RDR2. “Far Away” segment was pure, unprecedented individual player experience and Red Dead 2 went on to repeat that moment four or five times. With dramatic scripting as subtle as a kick in the nuts.

Told ghostrek to go live with Chevy Chase.

Alright man, don’t get pissed. Your neck’s name is not Mr. Hoonie.

Say ghostrek, are we gonna legally change your name to Mr. Hoonie?

She paid Kudz 40 large to reenact the deer scene from Are We There Yet.

“Time to leave Olive Garden? I’M OUTRAGED!!!”

Ate Wilma Flintstone’s ass like a nice Brontosaurus Burger.

Ate Betty Rubble’s ass like a tyrannosaurus steak.

Took the TV remote away from Tao and said “heh alright, that’s enough Judge Mathis!”

I woke up from being passed out and I’m disappointed I didn’t actually say this to him today but close enough.