In the beginning, there was nothing. Bored nerds would walk around town wondering if they could hit F5 to see something new. They would scribble “FIRST POST” on the walls of empty toilet stalls. Making real friends was much more difficult than simply friending someone on Facebook. Tweeting was unheard of, and trying to text on a rotary phone just wasn’t working out. Finding porn was an impossibility. When these early, lonely nerds would finally gather with others of their own kind, their only real choice of activities was going outside… like, into the sunlight. These were sad, difficult, and lonely times to be a nerd.

And then one day, Bill Gates beat the shit out all the dinosaurs on Earth, paving the way for Al Gore to invent the Internet we all know and love. The good times were here at last! Google fired up a bunch of servers and ordered their webcrawlers to index all the best porn they could find. Jesus rose from the grave holding an Xbox 360, smashed a beer can on his forehead, and demanded that MC Frontalot face him in a round of Halo. Jonathon Coulton tried to tell George Lucas that Jar-Jar was a bad idea, but the stubborn bastard wouldn’t listen. Steve Wozniak went on 4chan and started that terrible Rickrolling meme. Then, somewhere in the middle of all the geeky madness, Wil Wheaton said quietly to himself “I just wish there some way that I could listen to a bunch of drunk assholes yell about all this new technology.”

Three nerds rose to the occasion. Then quickly sat back down, because they were way too drunk to stand, and were right in the middle of a game of Castle Crashers anyways.

This is their story.

The OMGcast is the sum of a complex equation involving a lot of video games, comics, movies, technology, and alcohol. Three almost-internet-famous nerds yell about things closest the their hearts: computers, games, and being so nerdy that getting laid is always impossibly out of their reach.