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- Feb 3, 2013
Picklepower said:How is he gonna clean that hoard when he's on his own? I say he should sell what ever is sell able to a junk stores and throw out whatever won't sell. Then I would use that tug boat money to hire some exterminators. Didn't he say there were wasps in his house?
There's some kind of insect infestation, but Chris-Chan isn't going to do any of those things. Cleaning out the hoard or calling exterminators would require the kind of effort Chris reserves for vidya, legos and the Ever Frustrating Sweetheart Search. More likely, he'd twitter a demand to his personal fakebook army to come to his house and clean it for him. Then, when no one responded, he'd post some pity plea and crash into slumber.
Chris's immediate post-Barb future would entail something like: Chris sitting in the dark, probably stemming, holding a PS3 controller and staring at a blank screen. He clicks a few buttons, the only sound in a room that reeks of dog urine and unwashed manbaby. Occasionally the dogs bark and whine, but Chris doesn't pay them any mind. He won't until they physically prod him. Anyway, he's too busy playing level 17 of the way-past-cool Sonichu game he's invented with his very own mind, heart and hands.
Every now and then Chris looks up, staring blankly at the Lay-Z-Boy he found mommy in. But that memory is too painful and he retreats once again into his daydreams. Sonichu and Rosechu give him advice on finding a Heartsweet. Maybe he goes on one of the adventures he's been daydreaming about since High School. Soon enough, it's back to game playing. This has been his routine since the electricity went off.