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27 year-old male from Apache Junction, AZ
Currently enrolled in Westwood College Online's Video Game Art and Design program for my Bachelor's of Applied Sciences. Avid PC gamer, usually through Steam, and occasional Wii-remote waver (primarily only for Netflix these days). Lover of all things Red vs Blue and Roosterteeth related.
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I Had A Dream (Of Teeth and Roosters)So I was sleeping last night, as I am oft to do during the dark time, and within my sleeped popped these images in my brain. Moving images of sporadic ideas, like what I keep hearing these "moving pictures" are that everyone raves about. Alright, I'll cut to the quick.
Roosterteeth invited me to their offices in this dream. They were based in a 3 story house in Texas, with the majority of the "office" being upstairs in the attic. Across the street from them lived Gav and Ben (because English people are always flat mates). No one was in the office except for Geoff and Burnie. Sorry Gus, Nate (even though you stole my name), Jack, Joel, Monty, Matt, Griffon and Brandon...I still love you...Gus.
Anyways, so I'm chilling with Geoff and Burnie and we're all just shooting the shit. Geoff asks me if I want anything to drink and I say a Big Red. Delicious and refreshing red cream Big Red. He instead comes back with 4 red trash bags. These 4 red bags are filled with alcohol, 2 with Everclear and 2 with some type of orange liqueur. Me and him each get a bag of each, and if there's a better way to word that then keep it to yourself, I don't care.
Continuing, Geoff busts out 4 shot glasses and hands 2 to me and keeps 2 to himself. He tells me I have to dig out a shot of Everclear and a shot of the orange stuff from the plastic bags. I agree while contesting my disdain of Everclear (some bad times on the stuff fo' sho') and bitching about how all I wanted was a damn Big Red. So we're sitting at this table, both of us have our shotglasses full, and I'm trying to understand the concept here. Geoff says he read about it online but can't remember what we're supposed to do next. Apparently there is a complicated set of steps to drinking 2 shotglasses of alcohol. Burnie begins looking up the steps, finds them and prints them out.
Now it's just me and Geoff at the table, staring at the shot glasses, while Burnie paces behind me reading the directions. This goes on for minutes and minutes and finally I look at Geoff, and Geoff looks at me, and we both shrug and walk away from the alcohol at the same time. I contend that, "All I wanted was a fucking Big Red." and pick up the red bag of Everclear to move it out of my way. As I move it the weight of the alcohol is too heavy (the fact that I'm picking it up and moving it so non-chalantly is ridiculous anyways, it's like a 96 gallon bag half full of alcohol, that's roughly 384 pounds) and the fucking bag rips spilling Everclear all over the carpeted floor.
Burnie starts laughing, Geoff is super pissed about the carpet and starts running around for towels and I'm standing there just trying to figure out how I came to this situation. Geoff is angrily cleaning Everclear out of carpet with towels, staring up at me with evil eyes and I'm just spouting off, "Who the fuck puts alcohol in trash bags? All I wanted was a god damn Big Red!" After Geoff finally gets it cleaned up everyone is just super pissed off, so I leave without a word.
I go across the street with Gav and Ben and shoot the shit while enjoying a delicious Big Red and talking about headlight fluid.
-- Fin --
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