I was nervous, normally I go to business meetings with Parker,
unfortunately he wasn't available.
So I had to choose the next worst thing:
James and Cib
- were both supposed to arrive at diablo taco at 3pm,
James did, but Cib was nowhere in sight.
I just wanted one day, where something like this doesn't happen.
(Through the Wire - Kanye West Instrumental plays)
I had a dream last night, where Cib burned my house down,
And I just- I stood there, right on the sidewalk and watched as my house was engulfed in flames
I didn't do anything. I didn't try to stop it. I just let him do it. I don't know how you want to interpret that or how you will.
It was three o'clock, and finally time for us to start the meeting.
And then it was six o'clock, because the person we were meeting with wouldn't talk business until he had finished his meal.
At last, Jeff had finished his meal. His three hour, four plate, six drink, meal.
I couldn't wait to hear what plans he had for our future.
If you don't know who Goeff Ramsey is, he's widely known as the oldest living gamer.
He has to be transported by soft bed helicopter. His caretakers lift him in and the special suspension makes it so that his brittle bones won't be broken during the flight.
He also works for Rooster Teeth, or owns it, I- Well...I don't know who owns it. Geoff might not even be working for Rooster Teeth anymore, I- I don't know.
Speaking of the last time we talked to Luis, it was over the phone
Mostly because he forgot he had a meeting with us.
In person.
And was a thousand miles away.
So, as it turns out
This was also the last time we were all going to meet up.
Cib managed to bring up his visa situation
almost immediately.
As a test to prove our worth,
I asked Cib what he knew about the United States.
You can tell that Geoff
really, genuinely appreciated that one.
We didn't talk about anything of importance
but a meeting can still be a successful meeting even if you're just bonding.
Which, I think
we did
a TON of.
Ha! I don't know if Geoff just, like- forgot that or- or whatever- I dunno,
I ju- I haven't gotten a follow up, but I'm- I'm sure I will.
After Smosh left we just stayed around and ate some tacos for a little bit,
caught up, had some bro time..
You know, the essentials.
That's right, we were about to do shots of hot sauce,
and not just any hot sauce!
They actually have two different kinds,
one is 'Ghost Chili Napalm', or as Cib refers to it:
It's hot, but not the hottest one.
The hottest one is 'Habanero Gasoline'.
I love getting Cib to eat anything spicy, because he handles it worse than anyone I've ever seen.
*burping*
*gasps*
The trick is to not touch your eyes.
Cib, on the other hand, had a pretty negative reaction
to the Habanero Gasoline.
He wasn't feeling too well,
so we went to James' apartment since it was close.
This was the second time I'd seen where James lived.
The first time was a completely different area.
After James made that joke we called the Scottish police.
It wasn't funny,
we were offended and we wanted him arrested.
Unfortunately, the Scottish police don't have any jurisdiction in the United States.
WHO KNEW.
Oh no, dude!