*Snake is being briefed on Metal Gear Rex-Box by Otacon*
Otacon: Now Snake, so far the only weak point I've been able to determine was the fact the Rex-Box, RB for short, tends to crash quite frequently. Try to fire a Stinger through the air vent; it should cause a chain reaction, destroying RB.
Snake: Sounds easy enough.
Otacon: Wait, there's more. Its most devastating weapon is its belly crash. That thing must weigh 500 tons. If it hits you, it's game over Snake, there are no continues my friend.
Snake: You've been playing Metal Gear Solid too much again.
Otacon: ...yeah, just go to it, Snake.
Snake: Right. What about this geek, Bill Gates? Should I ice him too?
Otacon: Sure, go right ahead, Windows sucks anyways. It crashes as much as RB.
Snake: This is going to be really easy...
Otacon: Don't underestimate the nerd...
Snake: Did you say...never mind...I never should never have talked to that kid Raiden, I'm glad he's dead.
Otacon: Hmm...so, what about Olga's kid?
Snake: Oh...****. I forgot about him.
Olga: *bursts into the living room after hearing Snake*
Snake: Hey, wassup, got a local number?
Olga: *confused look*
Snake: Er, sorry, I've been watching A Night at the Roxbury too much lately.
Olga: Anyways, what the hell is wrong with you Snake!?
Snake: ...you lost me.
Olga: If Raiden dies, so does my child!
Snake: Huh? I rescued him like a month ago. I thought I told you? By the way, he looks kinda like cousin It from the Adam's Family...you shack up with him or what?
Olga: ...I was drunk...
Snake: ...sure. Anyways, your kid's in the living room, watching some tapes of the Army Rangers shooting stuff. Didn't want him growing up to be a wuss like Raiden.
Olga: You're a great role model Snake. Thank you.
Snake: I have to get going. *looks at Otacon*
Otacon: ...I'll get the keys.
Snake: Trained like a monkey...
Otacon: What was that?
Snake: Nothing...
*Outside the hideous looking Microsoft building*
Snake: *snickers*
Otacon: What?
Snake: I think this guy Bill is trying to compensate for something...hehehe...
Otacon: ...*starts laughing* Oh, crap, I wet myself again...
Snake: You did remember the adult huggies at least, right?
Otacon: ...sorry Snake...I think I got some on your new issue of Playboy...Don't worry; I'll buy you another one, even though it already had some stains on it...
Snake: ...They must've been from you...I never leave a trace from where I've been.
Otacon: Sure Snake, would you like me to take it down to the lab to have it tested? So we can see who's DNA it is?
Snake: ...
Otacon: That's what I thought.
*Snake, being his usual cool self, decides to walk through the front door*
Snake: Otacon! I'm in trouble, I keep trying to walk in the building, but when I go in the door, I end up walking back out!
Otacon: It's a revolving door Snake...
Snake: ...oh. I'll try again.
Otacon: Did Big Boss feed him paint chips when he was a kid?...
Otacon: Now Snake, so far the only weak point I've been able to determine was the fact the Rex-Box, RB for short, tends to crash quite frequently. Try to fire a Stinger through the air vent; it should cause a chain reaction, destroying RB.
Snake: Sounds easy enough.
Otacon: Wait, there's more. Its most devastating weapon is its belly crash. That thing must weigh 500 tons. If it hits you, it's game over Snake, there are no continues my friend.
Snake: You've been playing Metal Gear Solid too much again.
Otacon: ...yeah, just go to it, Snake.
Snake: Right. What about this geek, Bill Gates? Should I ice him too?
Otacon: Sure, go right ahead, Windows sucks anyways. It crashes as much as RB.
Snake: This is going to be really easy...
Otacon: Don't underestimate the nerd...
Snake: Did you say...never mind...I never should never have talked to that kid Raiden, I'm glad he's dead.
Otacon: Hmm...so, what about Olga's kid?
Snake: Oh...****. I forgot about him.
Olga: *bursts into the living room after hearing Snake*
Snake: Hey, wassup, got a local number?
Olga: *confused look*
Snake: Er, sorry, I've been watching A Night at the Roxbury too much lately.
Olga: Anyways, what the hell is wrong with you Snake!?
Snake: ...you lost me.
Olga: If Raiden dies, so does my child!
Snake: Huh? I rescued him like a month ago. I thought I told you? By the way, he looks kinda like cousin It from the Adam's Family...you shack up with him or what?
Olga: ...I was drunk...
Snake: ...sure. Anyways, your kid's in the living room, watching some tapes of the Army Rangers shooting stuff. Didn't want him growing up to be a wuss like Raiden.
Olga: You're a great role model Snake. Thank you.
Snake: I have to get going. *looks at Otacon*
Otacon: ...I'll get the keys.
Snake: Trained like a monkey...
Otacon: What was that?
Snake: Nothing...
*Outside the hideous looking Microsoft building*
Snake: *snickers*
Otacon: What?
Snake: I think this guy Bill is trying to compensate for something...hehehe...
Otacon: ...*starts laughing* Oh, crap, I wet myself again...
Snake: You did remember the adult huggies at least, right?
Otacon: ...sorry Snake...I think I got some on your new issue of Playboy...Don't worry; I'll buy you another one, even though it already had some stains on it...
Snake: ...They must've been from you...I never leave a trace from where I've been.
Otacon: Sure Snake, would you like me to take it down to the lab to have it tested? So we can see who's DNA it is?
Snake: ...
Otacon: That's what I thought.
*Snake, being his usual cool self, decides to walk through the front door*
Snake: Otacon! I'm in trouble, I keep trying to walk in the building, but when I go in the door, I end up walking back out!
Otacon: It's a revolving door Snake...
Snake: ...oh. I'll try again.
Otacon: Did Big Boss feed him paint chips when he was a kid?...