My life has been reformatted for Δ□xo Compatibility
One lazy-ass day a year or two ago, my good buddy and dungeon master grabbed me by my hair and demanded I read this 'nuklear' thing. I forget if a knife was involved... A chuckle or two, and I said I'd read more later to appease him.
Not that I ever intended to.
Then I won a PSP! Yeah, won. I owe it to my incredibly brilliant awesomeness. I hooked the thing up to the internet and started surfing my usual destinations. I attempted chatting. Then e-mail. Do you know what sucks about PSP? You can't freaking type anything faster than the SPEED OF SLOW. :gonk:
Gonk indeed, little emote.
I was enraged... Until it dawned on me. Webcomics don't require realtime responses or even thinking of them. Hell, unless your a McWarrior, you don't need to think at all to get the jokes. And so I took up reading Brian's comic in place of sleeping.
My PSP is like a familiar to me now. As long as I feed it a direct current, it supplies me with the bonuses of 8-bit Theatre, and my DM calls me 'Red Mage' instead of 'idiot' since I finally get the reference.
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