It's freakin' laserquest! In grade 4 this was THE shit to do, all we would talk about was the next LQ visit and how cool our white sorel boots would look under the black lights. Then there were the Jr. High days where I would dork out with my peers on member night (yes, I was a member, for 2 years) where I happened to be MEMBER OF THE MONTH FOR THE MONTH OF FEBURARY, 1999. I didn't get a plaque, although I got three (3) free games. Man, I was so proud of myself. I was like a non-pixelated plumber getting the princess.
Then when I was old enough to drive my mom's 1992 Plymouth Voyager L.E., I was able to take up to six (6) friends on Friday nights to dork out before getting high. Well, they'd get high first, which is probably why I destroyed them at laser tag while they were on the floor tripping out.
And now I take dates here. First dates. I still destroy them. We never seem to make it to a second or third date after I take them here. They're probably just jealous. I destroy all of you. So come on down and if you get tagged by: 'DR. DOOM', you know you're gonna be in deep (15 minute) shit.