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Every Tuesday, 8 of my mates come around to play Halo: Reach. During the day, while everyone is still at work, we like to text taunts to each other to fire everyone up for the night ahead. Last week I sent my own Halo-inspired version of the Lord's Prayer:
Our Spartan on Reach, Halo be thy gameThy Elites comeBattles will be done on Spire as it is on Hemmorage,Give us this day our weekly pizza,and forgive us our betrayals,as we forgive those who betray against us,Lead us not into the scope of a sniper,but deliver us the Flag.For the victory, the power and the glorious swords1 minute remaining,Game Over-Matt
A couple weeks ago I was at work planning my foray into Skyrim once my shift ended. I started making a list of all the Daedric artifacts I had and still needed to get. I was called away from my post and left the handwritten list by my register. A week later my manager pulled me aside and said there was a problem. He said, "Corporate called. They looked over the list of required items you left at your register. They said they were sorry but they don't have the Masque of Clavicus Vile in their inventory."-Scott