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Crazy Robot destroying the house in Jumanji 2
I wrote
this post last year, some things have changed since, but it still applies to
this year and to RoboBro, it’s his birthday (yesterday that is, Blogger stopped me from posting it then >:< ) and I warned him of a bomb, well I
hope you find it as funny as much as he will find it shocking (evil laughter).
My friends. Let me fill you in about a big family secret, my
oldest brother is a robot, yes he is, it has been proved with excessive testing
so please don’t argue with me over this one. I can also add that the day we saw
the crazy broken robot in Jumangi 2 with its red eyes, and hot mists we all had
the same feeling (my siblings and I) “Hey! Something strange is going on
here.”
But
after days of thinking I found the answer in what the robot was repeating again
and again, because how can I not? That robot had the best line in the whole film,
haha:
Emergency!
Emergency!
Alien
life form
Must
destroy.
Yup,
that’s my brother.
but ehem
that’s not why we’re here.
Or is
it?
The
only activity I do with RoboBro is watching football, majority of
games are Barca’s, and I genuinely think that he is the expert of all experts
when it comes to football.
So I’m biased!
Sue me!
He memorizes
all players (worldwide that is), their nationalities, ages and different
stages of their career, good and bad, new and old, also the teams, he remembers
the smallest details of matches or world cups from stone ages! I mean he can
trace things back to age six and five. He knows about all the rules, the
tactics, the latest buzz, Everything. He is simply remarkable.
No
really. If we have any football related question we go straight to him, and he
always got the answer, when he says ‘I don’t know’ we think there is something
wrong with the universe.
Now
although he’s a Barcelona fan like me, sometimes I hate this, cause you know
what? He could be at my nerves for one of these reasons or all together, which are also the evidence of the existence of
his robotic cells;
1- He
keeps repeating the same stories about the same people like a broken record.
(constant
repeating, classic sign of a damaged machine)
He especially
likes to repeat the boring story of “how could they (Barca managers or whoever) let Zlatan Ibrahimovich
leave?”
Bro
please, Ibra’s a great player but;
a) it’s
been years now!
b) Leo
scored 79 times last year (91 goals in general!!) and I’m only talking about
scoring goals here, I know the two play in different positions. Spare me
your wisdom Bro.
c) they
brought David Villa (which is also history by now since Villa went to Atletico
Madrid this season, what a LOSS!) give us all a break!
And he
likes to speak his mind about Arsene Wenger, recite the history of specific
teams (Valencia & Real Madrid only to name a few), and why not Barca buy a
new defender? Of course I agree on the last one, but I sure had enough of the
rest.
2- He
always cut’s me amid sentence and never gives me a chance to state my point. Ok
so sometimes I’m guilty with this one too, if rarely though, anyway, since we
have this in common I will shamelessly discard it as a robot related proof.
3- Sometimes
he’s ruthless in criticizing or making judgments, Barca players included, Hell!
Messi included! this I can’t stand, well yes there are 3 Barcelona players I
don’t like, but Dude he bashes Leo!
(Cold
and practical, please tell me if this is not a classic of all classics when it
comes to robots?)
4- He
changes channel to watch another match when the Barca match has ended or is in its
last minutes and therefore deprives me from witnessing the players’ final
reactions and sometimes even Leo taking the ball after a hat-trick!
Side
note: He will kill me if I do the same.
I guess
this also falls under “Cold and practical”, cough*extra signs*cough.
5- And now
ladies & gentlemen I give you the Ultimate Proof that my oldest brother is a
true, genuine, 100% full loaded ROBOT; he would shut down completely or switch
his mute button and sit there till the match ends, then abruptly leaves.
(Strategykid, Missalwayswhining & I have been analyzing this behavior for
years).
I don’t
care if he hides a button here or there that he can switch OFF when he wants,
or that he simply forgot to fill his tank, either way, Big Robot Sign!
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Now
that we are at it let me tell you an even more irritating story, my old man
himself was a referee when he was young, proved with pictures and everything.
So imagine if he continued on that road and managed to climb the ladder? by now
he could have been a big shot in FIFA, and Leo Messi or even the whole
Barcelona squad would be dining at our house as a friendship gesture or whatever.
Every
time I think about this I feel I want to scream out of my skin.
On
second thought;
Ughhhhhaaaaa!!!!!
Why? Why?
whaaay??!!!!!
Bummer!
Bummer! The Bummer Of ALL BUMMERS!!!
Come
on, come on Girl! Toughen up! You’re not a kid anymore! Read;
“Self-pity
is an acid which eats holes in happiness”
Ok,
calm down, breath, your fine, everything will be all right. Now get back there
and make me proud!
Wait a
minute, what brought us here?
Ok, so
the thing is, I really wish RoboBro writes a book about football, or have a job
that’s football related, and write a book, he’s too old to play, but he
is way better as an analyst or even a couch! I feel when I tell him these
things he thinks I’m joking, but I’m not, he is an architect (like Daddy and JoySpoiler), and a pretty good
one too, and I know I might be sounding a little childish right now but he
should be working in his passion, football.
But hay
that’s just me.
Something
Frodo-ish. The Bridge of Khazad-dym:
Suddenly, and to his own surprise, Frodo felt a hot wrath blaze up in his heart. `The Shire! ' he cried, and springing beside Boromir, he stooped, and stabbed with Sting at the hideous foot. There was a bellow, and the foot jerked back, nearly wrenching Sting from Frodo's arm. Black drops dripped from the blade and smoked on the floor. Boromir hurled himself against the door and slammed it again.
`One
for the Shire! ' cried Aragorn.
Frodo
Baggins, you’re one of your kind :)
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