11-12 years old
only have a few friends over because house was kinda small.
Playing pick-up games of DBZ Budokai 3
That guy" shows up
Lives in the same apartment building and probably sensed the presence of joy in need of destruction
Shows up at the door and Mom lets him in
Everyone looks at each other
Walks over to the table where the snacks are and starts stuffing his face with whatever he can get.
Whatever it means he's out of my face
Finish the match ask who's got next
He springs up and starts saying, me me me
choking out a cloud of Cheetos into the air.
Fine hand him the controller
Dude can you wipe your hands first they're covered in cheetoes.
"Fine" wipes his hands on the couch
Starts bragging about how good he is with Gohan and how it's unfair to everyone else here.
Starts playing against my friend the best player there.
Looses by a landslide
Thats not fair, lets go again
Refuses to let anyone else play until he's beaten him
5th loss in a row
Rages and tosses my now cheeto crusted controller at the ps2
Bumps the console and scratches the now unreadable disk.
Moment of silence
Everyone stares him down for a good 2-5 min
"It wasn't even that good of a game anyway."
In a blind rage just jump on him and start punching his face with the fury of a taco bell **** storm.
Friends pull me off of him.
Kid starts crying like a bitch and tells my mom.
Mom rage happens
Everyone gets sent home accept my best friend who offered to stay and help clean.
Get set to my room
Mom finally shows up after my friend explained what happened.
Says shes going to replace the game.
Wasn't the last time I heard from that little **** either.