Halo 3: Finish the Fight (to keep down your crappy drink)

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I went to the supermarket to pick up some milk because while I'm a gamer at night, during the day time, I'm a regular, breathing (sometimes), ambulatory human being. As I made my way past the pork ribs and the oddly tempting chocolate chip Twinkie ailse, I saw him. Mah Master Chief!! SEXY!!

Well, it was a cut out of him about 6 foot tall and he was hawking some of that limited run Mountain Dew "Game Fuel." (And I think it's the same stack that was there a month ago but just with a cut out this time.) I wanted to take him home and cut the "Game Fuel" out of his hand but alas, there were people watching me so I had to slink away a broken woman.

And by the way, I hate Mountain Dew (oh oh, is this gamer blasphemy?) And I certainly don't need extra caffeine in "Game Fuel" playing an FPS. Fuck, Crystal Light makes me twitchy. But I wouldn't mind having a Master Chief cut out. Maybe I'll head back there after the campaign and swipe him because there are SO MANY GAMERS AT A SENTRY IN WISCONSIN. *purr purr* I bet that stack of "Game Fuel" will still be there.