We’ve all been there before, over at a friends house waiting our turn on the new playbox 2000 console, only to be killed off a split second later by somebody who is apparently on some sort of online headset in Russia. Sounds fun. Or not. When you’re not playing you are most definitely waiting. The echoing sound of tapping and the (useless) upper torso movement from left to right can conjure up childhood memories of Christmas for some while leaving others with a sense of frustration.
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