I don’t think you need a lot of context from me to set this up, so I’ll just say that this happened last night on Twitter:
Me: @BrentSpiner: Just watched you on Leverage – You ROCKED. You were such an awesome dirtbag, and I know a thing or two about playing dirtbags.
Brent: @wilw Thanks Wil. I hope we get the chance to be dirtbags together one day.
Me: @BrentSpiner I just had a great idea: why wait for a show to be dirtbags together? (I mean, other than the obvious don’t be a dick reasons.)
Brent: Almost missed Wil’s last tweet. He’s right. Let’s be dirtbags together everywhere.
Brent: Wil, when this show is over, let’s go out and get arrested.
Me: @BrentSpiner Done and done. World, you are on notice: Spiner and Wheaton are coming to get you, and we defy you to stop us. RAWR! Um. Yeah.
Brent signed off for the night, and then…it got weird:
Me: I SAID RAWR! STOP LAUGHING AND START RUEING! RUE! RUE DAMN YOU! RUE LIKE YOU’VE NEVER RUED BEFORE! RAWR! RRRAAAWWWRRR!!!11 *cough* *choke*
Me: [::wears these sort of sun-god robes on a pyramid with a thousand naked women screaming and throwing little pickles at him::] KEEP RUEING!
Me: There has been sufficient rueing. I am pleased. Now, let’s all take a step back, then a step forward, then back, and we’re cha-cha-ing!
This is when people began to wonder if I was under the influence of some magical substance that makes this sort of thing amusing to me. The sad truth is: no, I was not. I was just entertaining myself via the great geek tradition of quoting geeky movies. So I said: Okay, everyone can just relax: it’s only yogurt.
Then: You don’t even want to know what I can do with a six-inch spike and a board. How do you think I got to be king of the winter carnival? Luck?
And finally, after much Real Geniusery, A little Doctor Horrible to end the night: And the hammer? …yes. Yes it is.
I hope that, for the rest of my life, I will always be this easily amused.