So I was lazing on a Saturday Afternoon in my room, going through all my crap, when I stumbled upon a plushie I won at an arcade when I was like... 10. And I remembered how I got it!

So there I was, 10 years old, at this awesome arcade in town called Block Party (which went out of business pretty quickly, like after three years) with the cards they give you instead of tokens.

Ok, the place worked like this: You gave the cashier money, they put it on something like a credit card, you put it into the games, and when you won (or lost), instead of getting tickets, you got points on your card.

So I was just going around the place, playing random games, alternately rocking and sucking, when I suddenly decided I wanted to play Skee Ball.

Now I have always SUCKED at Skee Ball, so I don't know what was going through my head at the time, but I put my card in the machine, got my ten balls (har har... balls), and began to play the worst game of Skee Ball ever.

I missed every shot. That's how suck I am at Skee Ball.

Anyway, when the game was over, I heard a loud bang from the machine, and then all of a sudden my points just started going up. And up. And up. And finally about fifteen minutes (and 3 million points... literally) later, I got bored and just wanted my card so I could go cash in my 3 million points for prizes, so I called one of the workers over there so they could just give me my card back, because it obviously wasn't going to give it back to me. Ever. And he was all, "What the hell did you do to this thing! That NEVER happens!"

And I was like, "Dude! I sucked at this game so horribly that it broke and gave me, like 15 billion points!"

And he was like, "... You can do that?"

Anyway, eventually he got my card out the machine, and gave it to me, and I went to the prize counter, and asked if it still worked. And it did so I picked out a plushie, a lava lamp, and some other stuff I no longer have nor remember.

And still had about 2 million points left over that I never got to use in subsequent visits because the place went out of business, probably because of my epic fail at skee ball.

At any rate, the friends I had back then never invited me to go to arcades with them ever again...

Hee hee hee. Jealous.