i was just relaxing on the floor when the sweaty hand and covered in chip crumbs grabbed me and connected me to the xbox. what a nightmare. chip grease all over my analog sticks, and sweat all over my buttons. the shriek when he wins a game. this torture is unbearable, but sometimes its worth it.
one day he (the player) entered himself in a gaming competition to win $500. he grabbed a bunch of snacks and ran into the room. he grabbed me and signed himself in. constant hours if yelling, shouting, slamming, melted chocolate and chip grease, he won that $500 and bought a controller cover just for me.