You know that feeling you get when you're left alone in a room with someone you barely know. You both exhale loudly, simultaneously wondering without words what that guy was thinking when he decided to leave you alone with someone you barely know. The brief, excruciating, eye contact is exchanged, followed by the nervous laugh. Someone invariably steps up, takes a shot at sparking a conversation, says something like "How 'bout Sanchez last week?" only to be met with "Uh, Who's Sanchez?" then comes the shame spiral and the mumbled response about "football.....Jets....quarterback..." The other person laughs nervously again. then asks "So, you like football?" But at this point you're so absorbed into your self-loathing and disgust that you can only half-heatedly respond with a "Yeah, heh, sorta..." At that point all you can do is become overly fascinated in your pants and can't be bothered to notice there actually is still another person in the room.
Well, This is my attempt to thwart that situation. I'm Tim! And this has become the fixation of my unbelievably one track mind. I hope that posts from my comrades will follow, and details of our potentially awesome exploits, as well as our slow domination of the Internets.
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