You guys don’t understand. There is very little correlation between the games I enjoy playing and the games I’m actually any good at. Me actually winning at a game I like is a BIG DEAL.

Oh, and in the interest of full disclosure, I didn’t actually fall all over the Game Room floor. But the second I got up on the chair, it sure felt like I was gonna. Either way, my celebratory posturing was cut SEVERELY short.

Oh, and just a random Game Room aside: did anybody else get some serious Chuck E. Cheese flashbacks from smelling the snack food stand in the middle of all those beeping games? It really weirded me out.

EDIT: AND YES, I KNOW THAT’S BONK, NOT KRILLIN. But the guy next to me didn’t.