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I thank you for forging a narrative between the table and your raw excrement, before shovelling it into your carry case and giving you a lifetime ban. That's a proper life time, by the way, not fifteen years like our courts think it is.

I deodorise the store extensively while muttering to myself about kids and excrement.

I stare at you blankly and remember that there are things done free of charge out there.

I come in with an Imperial Guard army that is made out of entirely home brewed and overpowered rules. All of my models are stock GW. I refuse to leave until someone plays me.

I deploy 1 HQ and 2 Troops of Dark Vengeance, lose on turn 2 and use it as an opportunity to sell C:AM and 3 Cadian Defence Force boxes to a timmy watching the game.

I strike up a friendly conversation with a bewildered parent in the store about the benefits of Vallejo Model Air and "proper" airbrushes.

I tell the parent that the closest model shop that carries those paints are over 200 miles away and that they'll save money on Gas by buying from us.

I walk into the store with a Kitbashed IG/Empire army with magnetized bases. I demand that I be allowed to use the army for both systems. No, the Lasguns cannot be changed.

I thank you for forging a narrative between dimensions, suggesting you proxy a Baneblade for a steam tank.
"In fact, why not take three?"
As I'm forcing the boxes into your arms, I whisper something about a promotion for you if you take the boxes like a good redshirt.

I start assembling Space Marines with Ork arms, Tau legs and IG vox networks, with a white stripe painted down the middle. I then proceed to play them as S5 marines with pulse rifles that can use IG orders with Pulse weaponry.

All for the price of a conscript per guy.

I thank you for forging the narrative. I then fall entirely silent. You wait patiently but I never speak again in my entire life.

I ask if I can forge a narrative between my army and recast sites.

I thank you for forging a narrative between your bank account and Games(tm) Workshop(tm) Ltd(tm).(tm) I then lock the doors, and refuse to unlock them until you buy something - such as one of those Baneblades!
"You can really forge a narrative with those y'know..."

I start ranting about this new-fangled evil called the Internet.

I jam a bar a soap into your mouth, you should not mention the E-word.

I and my friend play a game, with 40 k models but secretary using Bolt Action Rules.