Under_The_Mayo
Master of Quanculations
I read the "House Divided" thread immediately before going to sleep... and then I dreamed.
For some reason, @DarthArma had moved to Mexico. He called me up and invited me to a party. So he came by and picked me up in his black corvette. We drove around the city aimlessly for a while, talking about Mexico. He said one of his parents is Mexican, so he'd always wanted to see the country. There wasn't much to see...
I talked for a bit about what it's like to be a white American guy in Mexico, and then we stopped to get drinks for the party. "Let's get some beer," I suggested. But Arma said that he doesn't drink, so he took us to Wendy's where I ordered a large coke, and he ordered a child-size fruit punch.
Upon arriving at the party, I noticed it was a very nice two-story home. An obviously American home in a rich neighborhood that had no place being in this part of the city. Everyone was white, and they were playing pop music. I was confused as to how Arma knew these people, and why these people even existed. Arma greeted everyone, and I simply walked past them silently as I normally would.
Arma asked me to sit down on a long red angled sofa in the corner of the room, and we started talking about Injustice. "Yeah, now that I'm done with Injustice, I gotta find something else to do with my time." I was utterly perplexed. "But aren't you the guy that just posted on TYM about stopping region hatred and saving OUR game?" He took a long sip from his tiny cup of fruit punch.
He then proceeded to go into an exhausting rant about Batman's "fraud" pressure, and then began rambling incoherently about how Batman "needs more moves", sporadically inserting complaints about Martian Manhunter into his arguments as if they were relevant.
Then I woke up.
For some reason, @DarthArma had moved to Mexico. He called me up and invited me to a party. So he came by and picked me up in his black corvette. We drove around the city aimlessly for a while, talking about Mexico. He said one of his parents is Mexican, so he'd always wanted to see the country. There wasn't much to see...
I talked for a bit about what it's like to be a white American guy in Mexico, and then we stopped to get drinks for the party. "Let's get some beer," I suggested. But Arma said that he doesn't drink, so he took us to Wendy's where I ordered a large coke, and he ordered a child-size fruit punch.
Upon arriving at the party, I noticed it was a very nice two-story home. An obviously American home in a rich neighborhood that had no place being in this part of the city. Everyone was white, and they were playing pop music. I was confused as to how Arma knew these people, and why these people even existed. Arma greeted everyone, and I simply walked past them silently as I normally would.
Arma asked me to sit down on a long red angled sofa in the corner of the room, and we started talking about Injustice. "Yeah, now that I'm done with Injustice, I gotta find something else to do with my time." I was utterly perplexed. "But aren't you the guy that just posted on TYM about stopping region hatred and saving OUR game?" He took a long sip from his tiny cup of fruit punch.
He then proceeded to go into an exhausting rant about Batman's "fraud" pressure, and then began rambling incoherently about how Batman "needs more moves", sporadically inserting complaints about Martian Manhunter into his arguments as if they were relevant.
Then I woke up.
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