Tiger Double-Eagle Monkey

So me, Fitt and Matt Dees are playing Tiger Woods 2004, and we all double-eagle the same hole on virtually identical shots.

This is clearly the greatest accomplishment that will ever come to pass on Fitt’s PlayStation 2. We were all pretty excited.

So Matt says, “Dude, you should blog about it. Make it funny.”

Then I launch into a comedic diatribe about how Matt would make a great upper-management type at a 1930s newspaper. I began speaking in a 1930s gangster voice, playing the part of Matt. “Hey, blog man. They say you’re funny. Why don’t you see if you can punch up this double-eagle story!”

Trust me, it was funny at the time.

And in this inane story about a story, I have managed to get that first story (the double-eagle thing, if you’re scoring at home) into the blog despite having virtually no good reason to do so.

I am Matt Dees’ dancing monkey, and I have obliged his desires to see our 90-seconds of video-game transcendence glorified in my blog.

Now I must go eat a banana.