Chuck E. Cheese Gophers!!

Not all of my life is about racewalking. That game at Chuck E. Cheese where you have to hit the gophers down really pissed me off today. I kept trying to hit them over with that puffy hammer thing, but those little fuckers just kept going back into their holes before I could hit them. I’ll fucking destroy those gophers next time I see them. The pizza was OK, but the people I was with made me sit at the end of the table after yelling at the gophers.