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MC Hammer must have OCD
Moviegoers are notorious for their indecisiveness. You don’t know how many times a day we get guys who show up at the theatre, stand in line for five minutes, get to the cash, and still not know what they want.
I encountered a group of kids the other day who were prime examples of such a case. They actually laid the very nature of their evening entertainment in my hands, and the temptation to expose them to the grossest pits of cinematic dreck crossed my mind.
I nearly died when I discovered that one of the members of “Girls of CS” was a girl that I went to high school with. She’s a few years my elder so we never really met, but I’m pretty good with faces. The group bills itself as a Counter-Strike clan for attractive girl gamers who purportedly help “eliminate negative stereotypes towards female gamers”, but their actual designs are not subterranean.
The Company finally came and dug the green box out of the soil and finally installed our broadband connection. Finally! I would write more on the experience, but I have a play to direct and a soul-sucking MMO to play. It is called World of Warcraft, and it is known to destroy lives.