I needed to get up early to buy my mother crutches. You see, she had to teach at 8, which, coincidentally is when Walgreens (The only local convenient source of crutches) opens. So, 8 am found me in line at the checkout in Walgreens, crutches in hand. The cashier asked me if I wanted a twenty-five cent package of some candy they had on promotion.
I play a lot of World of Warcraft. In World of Warcraft there are two main factions that players can be a part of: The Horde, and The Alliance. There is typically a great deal of animosity between these two factions, as their digital avatars tend to kill each other.
I play Alliance.
The cashier asked me if I wanted a twenty-five cent package of some candy they had on promotion. I said sure. Having already paid for my crutches with my debit card, I handed him a quarter from my pocket, and he took the box of candy from the large stack next to the register. Then he uttered the fateful words, "Heh, shrinking my horde."
Then I said (supposing I was speaking too quietly to be heard), "Alliance for the win."
He looked at me strangely. (Disproving my supposition.)
As I walked out the door, the customer behind me in line yelled to my back, "For the Horde!"
I think my friend Kaleb summed it up best when he said, "NEEERDZ!!"