The Real World Just Can’t Compete

Three guys sitting behind the coat check at the Brooklyn Museum. A Lebanese looking guy and a couple of black guys. 

Lebanese looking guy: “Yeah, I usually throw a molotov cocktail then come in after with machine guns. But you know it’s tough, cause they come back with mortars and shit . . .” 

The black guys nodded sagely, as if they knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Yeah . . . ” 

It took a split second to realize that they were talking about a video game . . .

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