Why this me, and shit

Why this me, and shit

So, I came down the stairs this morning and found the sock demon, Beil-nar, playing the Sega Genesis.  Centipede to be exact.  Judas, TBOC, was sleeping next to him.  "Have you guys been playing that all night?" I asked.

Beil-Nar shrugged as a sock does, and said, "What the fuck else am I going to do?  You're computer has shit for games, and you don't own a fucking decent game system.  You suck."

"I've got lots of books," I said dismissively as I went to get a shower. 

I need to make dinner, and Judas wants to look up his email, so I'm going to go. 

I was just wondering, though...  Do any of you live with this shit?  Just curious.

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