User blog comment:Cpt. Carebear/new avatar?/@comment-1627289-20100415065132

Not the futon....and...it's broken cause well. Okay, so my brother got drunk once, and he's that boarder-line pyscho/good player. So he was playing....Nazi zombies I think. Round 29. Hell hounds come out of nowhere, he got raped by them...and first thing he did was gently put down his Jack Daniel and the controller. Then he jumped on the futon. That douche owes me a futon!

But my xbox has cheated on me with another gamer....my little cousin.