A few of you have asked for an explanation, so I will provide one. First of all, it’s not like I just ran outside stone-cold-sober, found the tallest grass I could and whacked at it with the aforementioned weapon. Oh no.
You see children, when The Blonde Nerd consumes ample amounts of alcohol she becomes about 200% nerdier. Now considering her already crazy-level amount of nerdery you can imagine where this sudden surge in nerdiness could take her. (Holy balls, how many different ways can I manipulate the word “nerd”?)
It all started when a few friends and I hung out Saturday evening for World of Warcraft, Super Smash Brothers, Skyward Sword and, well, rum consumption. Later we headed to Gameworks.
(Speaking of Gameworks, I feel like now is a good time to confess my undying love for that place. Throughout the years I’ve created countless memories and made several friends in that arcade…and in the bar. In fact, a few of the bartenders know me by name. I’m still trying to decide whether or not that’s a good or a bad thing. I’m leaning towards the latter.)
Fast forward a few hours, and here’s the sitrep: It’s 2 am and the only people still out are me and another friend. We’re feeling no pain. I am carrying a Flail I won at Gameworks, he nunchucks. In our drunken stupor we somehow stumble across a park.
Now, in my eyes, this isn’t a regular park.
This is Hyrule Field. And I am holding the fuggin’ Master Sword—that also happens to be a Flail. A stuffed Flail. With a plastic chain.
And my first instinct is to cut grass. Repeatedly. For, oh, at least 30 seconds. Unfortunately there weren’t rupees, arrows or hearts to be found. Also, I’m lucky a police officer wasn’t wandering around. That would have been fun. “Oh hey officer, I’m just very intoxicated and LARPing at the moment. See this grass? Shiny rupees are normally hidden within. …What? What’s public intoxication? OOH HANDCUFFS!”
Then a freakin’ Beamos came out of nowhere, so I attacked that too.
With the Beamos is defeated, I sat on the stool–Flail in hand–in order to replenish my hearts. I’m pretty sure that damn Beamos almost defeated me. It was an epic battle, but I fought hard.
Oh yes. Good times indeed.
Don’t tell me you went around defacing public property like that grass.
I…I…I…
::runs away::
Now don’t quote me and go acting out on this info but I feel confident saying drinking in pubic is a no no, while being drunk in public is A-OK in Washington State. With great power comes great responsibility.
Okay! But if you’re wrong and I get into trouble, I can blame you, right? ;)
My only concern is the black laces on black Chuck T’s. I thought only skate hipsters did that.
You don’t have to skate to wear those shoes. Out of all the post you noticed her shoes?
What can I say… I’m an observant fellow. :)
Well, if you really want to know they’re actually Coach shoes, soooo…you know….they’re a little different!
You’d think by now that I’d know better not to question your odd behaviors. :P
If I remember correctly, there was a flail as a weapon in a Zelda game, so you being Link could have worked.
But why did you attack the poor defenseless grass. And what if Ganon had shown up, or a Cucco?!
OH YOU’RE RIGHT! That was in Twilight Princess wasn’t it? Or was that the ball and chain…hmmm…::rubs beard::
I KNOW. I feel terrible about whacking that grass. Poor thing. Also, if Ganon would have showed up I would have interrogated that bastard. Skyward Sword left me with many questions.
You are correct Britt, but its the same difference technically. http://www.zeldawiki.org/Ball_and_Chain
And wouldn’t interrogating Ganon be a bad idea?
No video or action shot. Heh heh you hold that flail good. ;)
Whack the grass layoff the drinks, lol
LOL! I like it!