Not Tekken

Who are you, dude playing the weird generic early 90's video game in the window of the laundromat at 8:15-8:30 every morning? What's brought you to this? You seem like you should be in college. You're not one of the top neighborhood characters like "Betty Big Boy" the scantily clad cross of Big Boy and Betty Boop. You're not Geronimo Manson the homeless hybrid of Charles Manson and Geronimo. But in your normal appearance and strange choice of timing regarding a less than average video game you clearly are trying to make a run at the list. Have you forsaken a normal life for some nondescript video game? If so, they're open until 9 or 10 at night, even if you're an early riser this doesn't compute. Speaking of computing, even the most destitute of folks have a video game system in their home. If crappy early 90's graphics is your thing, you could get a Nintendo 64 with 3 days of change you spend in the laundromat. In fact there's a Rent-A-Center a block down from where you stand. In that same block is the half pet store, half video game store too. It's split just like 2 siblings bedroom, right down the middle, exotic birds to the left, Playstation to the right. The temperature alone in the laundromat would be enough to shake anyone with a casual interest in games, not to mention the screaming kids, and the look of absolute defeat on the faces of the young couple who work every single day in that place from 7am-10pm. This is merely an inquiry into your motive, by all means do what you must. If unmemorable game play every morning is what stands between you and an actual killing spree, game on! But your youth and generally normal appearance continue to confound me. One of these days I'll grab a couple juice barrels from the cooler that doesn't cool in that place and I'll pick your brain over a luke warm sugar water. Count on it.