Originally Posted by Shiznaz

It'll be like Trainspotting, I can see it now...

Keith will be with his special lady getting hot and bothered, "Oh wait!" exclaims Keith, "Let me put my nike commercial in the VCR so that we can get in the mood.."

"I heartily endorse this product and or service" his lady replies maniacally

He kind of walks/hobbles hunched over to the TV, grabs the worn carboard container with the video and pops it in. Keith lunges back to bed and picks up the remote, and presses play. He anxiously returns to sanding his lady's corns while the tape starts. But the rasping of the 50 grit stops as soon as it begins. Whats this? Pornography? He had thought he had already returned the porn to Eugene.... How had the porn Eugene lent him gotten into the nike commercial box?

Keith's partner becomes incensed, and starts to shriek and generally tear up the joint. Keith himself can do nothing but focus on the sinking feeling in his stomach, thinking he returned it to his arch enemy (and his porn buddy) Eugene. He is oblivious to the furiously whirling dervish going on around him and can only imagine millions of people finding out what a corporate b*tch he is on youtube and how he likes Wheel of Fortune.

Keith gets dumped, starts using heroin and then overdoses in an empty apartment with his cat.

I need to do some work....