Get Hyped! Tommy Tallarico is here to make some excuses
but this time, he brought some friends.
Last time we saw this fine specimen of manhood was when he equated “haters” with a tragic murder-suicide of an erstwhile visitor of the game forum where Tommy spends so much time. Classy, Nick.
Don’t look so surprised, we all saw you do it.
I pray you will show some better judgment in the future.
Oh, and get your cars and airplane parts out of the Intellivision headquarters garage, this is a serious business, not a place for privileged people to store their boy toys. Just kidding, of course it’s boytoy central. Have you seen Tommy’s Vegas-style thinking room full of gimmicks and gadgets?
This is a long 4 minutes.
I guess if these pictures are anything to go by, these guys haven’t been taking your investment money and living well.
let’s talk about your rash off camera, after the video, mmkay? It’s only 4 minutes, that’s like a microsecond for Tommy Talkaricco.
Phil, you’re free to go. OK youngster, you’re up next. Can you clip on a mic and give me your best “it’s not my fault” face?
Now over to Hans, who literally just rolled out of bed
We’ve come a long way from the yacht club fundraising brunch, but mein herr, could you at least attempt to make an effort, and put on a proper shirt? We’re trying to look like a real business here. We have enough arrested development with the chief ego officer up there.
Enough of him. Okay, who’s up next?
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me. How many times have we heard Tommy say, “the real marketing hasn’t started yet?” Wake up, BOB, we’ve got footbaths to sell.
It’s the same date as before, just a year later! You’ll be glad you waited and paid in advance to play video Cornhole.
Sweet, sweet Cornhole.
Everybody say it with me now: “Wooooooooo. Corn Hole!”