Jesus Christ this hits home. We used to link 4 xbox, from the basement to the 2nd story. My parents, extatic that I was interacting with other people, would order bottomless pizza and soda, and kids WAY outside of my social tier would show up and be nice to me. Then, on Monday, I’d just go back to being the weirdo nerd again…
Hell no! OTHER dudes got to touch Becky’s tit and make out with her in MY bedroom while I was diligently standing overwatch with a sniper rifle on Sidewinder in the living room.
Jesus Christ this hits home. We used to link 4 xbox, from the basement to the 2nd story. My parents, extatic that I was interacting with other people, would order bottomless pizza and soda, and kids WAY outside of my social tier would show up and be nice to me. Then, on Monday, I’d just go back to being the weirdo nerd again…
Yeah but at least you got to touch Becky’s tit and make out with her that one time. So at least you had that going on for you… Which is nice.
Hell no! OTHER dudes got to touch Becky’s tit and make out with her in MY bedroom while I was diligently standing overwatch with a sniper rifle on Sidewinder in the living room.