Wednesday, January 27, 2010

A while back I was at a video store with a friend. While waiting in line to rent a movie, a stranger decided that we looked like the type of people who would really appreciate his next comment. At this point I have to describe a poster that was hanging on the wall of the store. It was a poster advertising unlimited rentals of video games. One of the characters that was depicted was a female character from a Guitar Hero-esque game. She had pale skin, short hair, a spiked collar, a tattered cutoff shirt, a guitar, and giant pointy boobs. The man standing behind us in line (referring to the poster) says, "That's one vicious looking bitch with a wicked rack." My friend just walks away leaving me with this overly tanned man who is the proud owner of a Mighty Mouse tattoo on his neck. Did I mention the mental institution issued garb he was wearing of mystery-stain spotted sweatpants and moth-eaten white t-shirt? What about me says, "Yes, I love animated porn, nothing gets me more excited than the thought of watching Sailor Moon doing inappropriate things with inanimate objects."? I will change whatever I do that says that. I had no idea what to say to him. Part of me wanted to encourage him to tell me what he would do to an avatar like that. But the majority of me just mumbled something like, "I guess so. Um.." and walked up to the register grateful that an additional employee had manned another station.

3 comments:

  1. Wow, now you know what it's like to be speechless.

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  2. You should have brought up your need for Jessica Rabbit and her tig-ol-bitties.

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  3. I prefer the avatars from the extreme beach volley-ball game. They wear bikinis and jump around in the sand.

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