Your friends peer pressured you into downloading it, but the more you play, the frustratingly more impossible this game becomes, and the more depressed you start to become about your life.
Are you amazing at this game when you're high, or just too lit to give a shit about losing? Your attentions are more focused on the box of Twinkies in the kitchen.
Sgt. Pepper suddenly makes a lot more sense, in fact, the entire world begins to make a lot more sense. Win or lose, it's just a game. You are such a beautiful little flower.
You have no idea what's going on, just that the breeze from the air conditioning feels soooo good, and you're debating whether or not to make love to the couch.
You're suddenly transported back to 1980s Miami. Can you keep the Columbians at bay long enough before reinforcements get here?