Many years ago, some buddies and I, hosting a non-talent show at my alma mater, performed a stupid little sketch. The synopsis: I had been playing Warcraft II for three straight days, and they plowed into my dorm room to trash my computer and "rescue" me. Cut off from my only link to life, I promptly expired. The best (scariest?) part was when D. H. smashed a monitor with a golf club, sending shards of glass into the audience.
Somewhere in South Korea, a man named Lee was taking notes.
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