I know I made fun of your underwear, Taokaand your Garfield pajamas and your Lion King electric toothbrush and the fact that you let Kenta break your nose and that time you lost Mister Creeps at the train station and more things but you still owe me a game.
If you lose, you buy me lunch. And I don't mean a tiny little 'nigiri, neither.
Dude, look. I made you a poster to commemorate the locating of your cute little spider. Ohoho, fear my finger-painting skills. No, seriously, the girls got busy on the rec room floor and had me join in. Busy as in...with art projects, not the perverted thing I know you'd be thinking.