Before marrying Jordan, I had no experience with boys who played video games. My brothers didn't play video games, and I never dated any boys who played (I also hardly dated, but that's a discussion for another day). It was strange at the beginning, but over the past three years of marriage, I've gotten more used to this rather odd (to me) hobby. Now, understand: I'm not completely used to it, but I'm getting better. At least, I like to think I am.
But one thing I don't know if I'll ever get used to is the randomness of a startling eruption of shouting followed by a strange sequence of dialogue as Jordan and his friends try to avoid the calamity of certain video game death. (The dialogue, in case you didn't know, occurs because they all have microphones and talk to each other during the game. Jordan wears headphones, though, so I only ever hear what he says.)
The following is a verbatim transcription of one such exchange (at least Jordan's side of it). I was sitting calmly in the living room answering emails, when all of the sudden I heard...
The ghost. THE GHOST. (<---He seriously shouted this so loud that it scared me, and I choked on my sip of water, which is when I decided to open up a Word doc and type out everything else he said after that.)
You've got to shoot him, man. Well, he teleported. All right, we've gotta go get our crap.
We've gotta run and get them.
It's gonna take all three of us. We're gonna have to do it one at a time.
No, wait. Three at a time.
I need help.
TASER COMING DOWN.
We gotta hurry! Come on.
Oh crap there's a lot of them.
There's another one over there, but I'm almost out of ammo.
I have five rounds left.
Out of ammo.
I'm getting tased!
The taser, dude! He's three feet from me!
This is over.
So... I guess he died? Those boys and their video games. Am I right?
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