First I'd like to thank Before The World Ends Productions for supporting and promoting The Worst Case Scenarios. We've been putting a lot of effort into making the small amount of comedy that we've made thus far, and even so it has been a fun journey. As I was looking at the website today I started wondering if those visiting were aware of what a worst case scenario is. Many people may see the site, see our comedy, or even just hear about something we've done and think they know what a worst case scenario is, but I wanted to make sure that everyone is on the same page, and that everyone knows exactly what a worst case scenario truly is. I watch a lot of television, and I also watch a lot of movies. While watching all this filmed entertainment you see a lot of the same jokes played out over and over again. One joke that is played out a lot is the white upper class family having a daughter that brings home a black guy. Ha, ha, funny, the guy doesn't fit into what they are used to! That's hilarious! One might even say, "lol ; )". Not me, I wouldn't say that. I would say, "I hope something funny happens, like this guy robbing the whities, or maybe raping the dad." While watching one of these movies I thought that some people might get confused into thinking this is a worst case scenario, but it's not, this is simply an uncomfortable situation. A worst case scenario is something like freshman year of college when a friend of mine took some squid and hid it under one of the drawers in my bed while my roommate and I were out of town for the weekend. As we entered the dorm, from the other end of the building, we could smell something strange in the air. I was thinking that one of the Hawaiians in my hall was cooking their nasty smelling home cooking, and as we walked towards our hall I could tell that it was one of the girls living near me. With every step you could actually feel the stink becoming a part of you. As I recall the worst thing was when I opened the door and stepped inside. It felt like being punched with a sack full of dead animal. My roommate actually threw up as we entered the room. Immediately I went upstairs to my friend's room (which unknowingly to me was the one who had actually put the squid under my bed) and told him about how it smelled in my room. I could still smell the stink as I sat telling him how great his prank had worked, and I went the extra step of spraying his cologne in my mouth because it actually tasted like I had eaten road kill. To this day this is my least favorite experience. The smell stayed for months even though he admitted what he had done and spent hours scrubbing everything in the room. It wasn't until another friend dropped a full bottle of Jose Cuervo that broke and mixed together with the dead animal aroma to smell of a closed down mexican restaurant. That my friend is a worst case scenario. I'd love to say that was the last of these occurrences, but alas, my life is full of these kinds of situations. If you have a worst case scenario you'd like to get off your chest, feel free to let me know, I'd love to hear about it.