I stand there, face red, butt brown. Ian looked at me in a very very constipated look. Anthony was just wondering what the heck was happening. I hope he knew we were in a bathroom. Because he was watching me and Ian take a crap at the same time, I said "DUDE WERE TAKING A HUGE DUMPAGE!" "I know" Anthony responded. His look changed from confused to hungry.
*5 MINUTES LATER*
"COME ON!" "YEAH! OH!" "YOU LIKE DON'T YOU?!" "DANG-IT!" I finally exclaimed. "HOW DID YOU BEAT ME?!" He just beat me in Hungry hungry Hippos, obviously. Ok time to get to the real play time.
*2 MINUTES LATER*
"IT HURTS IT HURTS!" "COME ON! YEAH!" "OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I was killed on COD, 7 deaths, 5 kills. He was rubbing my shirt, I was very happy of it too. I was like"READY?" And he said "OH YEAH I AM" 2 minutes later Anthony caught us red handed. Playing Mario without him. He said, "Without me?" And we both nodded. About to take of Ians shirt I said "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" He held Ian's hand. 9 months later Ian finally hit labor. "WOW, WHAT SHOULD I NAME HIM?" Ian asked. "You should name him Stevie!" I said. "GOOD IDEA TELEPORTING FAT GUY!" 10 years later was the biggest mistake a person has ever made. Stevie was going to be in a video game.