“Actually pleasantly surprised with the Mario teaser trailer. I’m optimistic.”
Okay…well, do you actually have anything to say about it? No. It’s just the usual banal bullshit. “I like it”. “That’s cool”. Can you flesh this out at all?
She doesn’t give a fuck about this. So she just gives this generic as fuck tweet.
Mike did a couple of videos on this:
That’s the only reason that she knows that this even exists. He must have made her watch this or she noticed him making a video about it.
But look at this shit. “I’m optimistic”. What…this tells us NOTHING. She knows nothing about anything.
Well, Shishi is the top comment. He managed to think of something to say to this shit. “Wow haven’t seen English voiceover BTFO like this since Death Note”.
What does any of this mean? BTFO? Death Note? What the fuck are you talking about, you giant fucking nerd? And Erin certainly has no idea what he’s talking about.
Oh, Death Note is an anime. Of course. How did I not know that? And BTFO is “back the fuck off”? I guess? How does that even fit in the context? Whatever. He’s a fucking retard. Legitimately.
Lateral Leftism leaves three LONG replies complaining about the trailer. He cites various nerd references. Erin has NO IDEA what he’s talking about. Why would he even write this? He must know that Erin doesn’t know anything about this shit and doesn’t give a fuck. It can’t just be me who figured this out. I figured it out after watching one video from this fraud.
Jeff Jackson says, “When I watched this trailer it gave me a little nostalgia spark of playing the game when I was 8. I love that there are mushrooms that will kill you. I love the Koopa Troopas in the bg. My only problem will be finding a showing without 300 kids in the theater.”
Then don’t go to a children’s film. He wants an adults-only Mario screening. Man babies only.
Let me watch the trailer.
Oh. Whatever. It looks fine. I don’t care about the voice. I’m not going to watch this shit, though. I’m an adult..
“High school me, and 34 year old me, is so fucking excited for this.”
And she links to some Meet Me in the Bathroom documentary. What’s Meet Me in the Bathroom? A really terrible song by the really terrible The Strokes. She’s a big Strokes fan, that Erin. Or maybe a big bathroom fan. Well, that is where she seems to do a lot of her crying. Crying in the bathtub.
Anyway, nobody replied to that shit. Maybe this is an insight into why she talks about video games instead of something that she might actually be interested in, like shitty pop music from the 2000s. Video game shit gets some sort of engagement. Shitty pop music stuff gets nothing.
Also, Erin might have been at her twice-monthly trip to Disneyland recently. Or is this Disney World? I think it’s Disney World.
She doesn’t like Epcot because they don’t have the old stuff in it any more. They have new stuff in there now. So…why does she go every two weeks then? Just stop going. Take your custom elsewhere. Go on a normal, adult trip somewhere.
Why not Niagara Falls? Or the Poconos? They’re right fucking there. Let me check Google Maps.
The Poconos are 90 minutes away from Chalfont, Pennsylvania and Niagara Falls is six hours away. I know that Erin doesn’t live in Chalfont, they live in New Jersey, but they’re near enough to Chalfont.
They’re only 90 minutes away from the romantic Poconos. And think of the fucking nostalgia. That place probably hasn’t changed since the 1950s.
Ooh. Poconos Palace Resort. It has a heart-shaped pool. $300/night but Mike can afford it. It’s certainly cheaper than fucking Dinseyland or Disney World.
Erin and Mike can just slip into that heart-shaped pool and rekindle their romance. I can’t figure out if this pool is public or in your room. A suite, presumably. I think it’s public. How fucking embarrassing would this be? Sharing a heart-shaped pool with random middle aged Poconos enthusiasts. You get an STD going down the slide.
Oh, but they also seem to have hearth-shaped bathtubs. Now, these are definitely private. They’re surrounded by candles and rose pedals. Very romantic. Erin can just relax there and let the tears flow.
Some of the beds seem to be heart-shaped too. Perfect for those who enjoy sleeping with one leg on the floor.
Oh, and here’s something that might interest Mike. I went to the Poconos as a kid. There was an arcade in the hotel that I stayed at and I played the TMNT arcade game there. I don’t know the name of the hotel but it’s probably still there and the arcade machine is probably still there. So just do some research.
What is there to actually do in the Poconos, though? I was only there briefly.
Oh. There’s just like scenic shit. Mountains and quaint towns and whatnot. Well, that would be nice. Take a walk. You have to walk a lot at Disney parks so they must be capable of doing this. But instead of looking at some corporate bullshit, you’d be taking in God’s own country.
Ooh, they also have a big indoor waterpark. That would be fun. Kind of like Disney…but you get STDs on the slide.
There’s a brewery. That’s great. Take in some craft beer. Maybe Erin really cuts loose after a few beers. Starts being semi-interesting.
Hold everything. This seals it. A tree-based obstacle course. This is perfect. Imagine Mike scrambling his fat ass up a tree. And they provide all of the safety equipment so you don’t have to worry.
There’s a shitty casino there as well. God. The Poconos has everything.
There’s also skiing. An American Indian museum. And a scenic railway.
Seems like a good time to me. And you’re taking in some local culture. But Erin would rather go to Disneyland and Disney World every two weeks. Even though she hates both places because they don’t have the same rides and attractions that they had forty fucking years ago. You want a place that hasn’t upgraded in forty years? The Poconos is right there. Go check it out.