(i.e. "MUPPETS WITH STAR WARS!")
Soon, Randall started acting like an absolute idiot, making loud noises and just playing the role of the loud, uncontrolable and annoying drunk that just doesn't shut the hell up. (you know the type.) At one point, Shannon had gone outside to smoke a butt. When she tried coming back in, Randall stood at the sliding patio door blocking her way, saying "You can't snoke bones in here! There's no smoking of bones in here!" (which he credited to the movie "Cape Fear", where Julianne Moore's character and DeNiro's character are in the school theater.) It was funny for the first ten seconds, but Randall being Randall and seeking the need for an audience, kept blocking her way for a good five minutes. Everyone in the room was sick of hearing him go on and on. Not only that, but his voice was getting louder, and louder, meaning everyone outside the apartments could hear him too. This is what really concerned me. I'd already gotten a few complaints about the noise outside on nights were their was only two people on the patio just talking. Imagine what would happen if they heard Randall nearly shouting about "smoking bones?" I ran outside my door and let Shannon in the side door hidden by the brick wall of the patio.
We got back into my apartment, with Randall still standing at the patio door trying to figure out where we went. I told him to sit down and be quiet. He responded by getting up and putting ina CD by Wellsly Wilkes, a schizoid phsycho who puts out a CD of himself trying to sing his own songs. it's funny for two minutes. Then, it just gets annooying as hell. BUT NOT TO RANDALL! According to Randall it was the funniest thing out there. When we assureed him we'd heard enough, he responded by saying "Wait, you gotta hear this next song!" He'd put the next song on and turn the volume up even louder, even though it was too loud already. Getting him to turn i9t off was a chore in itself.
Now foir the topper. It was around 1;30-2:00 in the morning and we were still hanging out and watching TV. the mood had mellowed, and Randall himself sat uncharacteristicly quiet on the couch. Something on the tube sparked a memory in my head. I turned to Doug and mentioned that i had managed to tape The Muppet Show featuring the cast of Star Wars. Doug and I had joked about that episode numerous times, claiming it to be really rather horrible. (for those who've yet to see it, for some reason, Mark Hammill comes out as Luke Skywalker first, then as his cousin, Mark Hammill. Why? Who the hell knows!)
At any rate, Randall overheard me say this to Doug. "Put it in, i want to see Muppets with Star Wars!" Everyone rolled their eyes and voiced their diagreement with Randall's requedst. That just fueled his fire more. He began cupping his hands around his mouth and shouted louder and louder. I snapped at him and told him to lower his voice. i knew the walls int he place were thin, and I'm sure the neighbor on the other side of the wall would NOT appreciate waking up in the middle of the night to hear Randall shouting like that. Did Randall lower his voice? HELL NO! The idiot began shouting at full volume, "MUPPETS WITH STAR WARS! MUPPETS WITH STAR WARS!" over and over and over again. He shouted like that for at least five minutes straight. Everyone was shouting back at him telling him to shut the hell up! I even threatened to throw him out, but realized he'd make an even bigger scene on the way out. (plus, i don't think he even heard me above the noise he was making!) .Finally. in order to shut him the hell up and save myself the embarassment of having the neighbors and (most likely) security show up at my door at two in the morning to bust up my alcohol fueled party i popped in the video. John finally stopped screaming like a distraught toddler and watched the video. Afterwards, the party died right down and everyone left, including Randall, who acted all the while like he'd done nothing wrong the whole night. Come the next day, i really tore into him. He just looked at me and laughed at his actions, finding them to be really funny. i will never understand him. he does come back to the place every now and then, since his social behavior has improved.......slightly.
Well, It's been a few years since Randall's been up. His befavior is longer that of someone who makes an absolute ass of himself. Now when he comes up we usually just play PS2 and hang out. And yes, he's still a Staw Wars nut. But at least it's under control. Somewhat.
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