Warcraft 2% Milk
My parents limited my game time as I'm sure most of yours did, the usual hour a day of gaming that could usually be stretched to 2. So my parent's are getting ready to go to a free movie in the afternoon. They ask if I would like to go along and I say no obviously, so that I can play games while they are gone. That day we were also planning on heading to the mall which meant "arcade" to me. So my parents, knowing me a little too well, tell me that if I play games, we won't be stopping at the arcade. Fortunately, I knew my parents well and knew that they would be checking the monitor to see if it was warm. So, they leave, I turn on the computer, and immediately start playing Warcraft 2.
I'm having a great time with a great game. About an hour and a half later, I knew that if I stopped playing, I would probably be fine. At about the hour and forty-five minute mark, I realize I better get off because it's my last chance. At about the two hour mark, I realize I'm pretty much screwed. So I turn off the computer, and start looking in the fridge for something that is large and cold. The best thing I could find was a 2% gallon milk jug. I place this on the monitor and have to do a sort of balancing act to keep it on there. Finally I figured it was in a good position...
As soon as I turned my back, it fell and the plastic broke open. Feelings of shock, awe, and despair come rushing at me before I can react to pick up the jug with milk continually flowing out. So now there is a gallon of milk on our hardwood floor seeping into every crack and corner. If I used a towel it would have to be washed, so I grabbed a roll of paper towels and started slowly soaking up as much as I can. I take a grocery bag, grab up all the paper towels and the carton of milk, and take them out to the trash. With my thoughts racing of my parents coming home and seeing the wet floor, I run across the street to the grocery store and buy a gallon of 2% and a roll of paper towels.
My parents arrive home with my anxiety at an all time high. My mom goes right to the computer, touches the monitor, praises me and goes about her business. My thought of "Oh thank god that's over" was quickly followed by "Time for the arcade!"
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Originally Posted by Blackcrow
