When I was 20 I was a homeless "ute" in Seattle- albeit regularly bathed, dressed like any college kid, without an inkling about who "Skinny Puppy" was, and never spanging in front of the Taco Bell- and would go to a drop-in center during the day. One afternoon during a heated game of Egyptian Rat Screw, one of the counselors- let's call him "Mark"- was particularly flustered after I just beat him to a double-jack slap, and impulsively leaned over and bit me on the shoulder. It wasn't a hard bite, and mostly meant in fun- he shook his head like a shark while he had a mouthful of my sweater sleeve- but the shock of a Social Worker biting you over a card game is not something you get over easily.
I... I... still have nightmares... :)
posted by hincandenza at 1:05 AM on August 26, 2001
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But anyway,
I'm pretty sure this is a repost, but there was the guy who neglected his infant son so he could instead play Everquest.
My favourite "injury" resulting from a video game has to be when Doug Glanville of the Phillies apparently hit two homeruns off his former teammate to avenge the death of his Everquest character.
posted by yupislyr at 10:09 PM on August 25, 2001