Adventures of Bayou Billy

Kanomi put out some of the best games you could play for Nintendo. Classics like Castlevania and Metal Gear. I have...check that, had significant respect for Kanomi. Now I have played Bayou Billy and my eyes are open. The cockmunchers over at Kanomi are just as insane as the people who made the Barbie game and deserve to be hung by their genitals by piano wire over a vat of hungry New York rats and homeless people. And I hate them.

The only redeeming feature of the Louisiana bayou is that some really good cooking came out of it. Other than that, it's a stinking hole filled with smelly people, poisonous creatures, and both of them either want to fuck you or kill you or eat you or more likely all of the above, though not necessarily in that order. Only Mississippi has a worse scourge of biting insects and only Alabama has a lower teeth-per-smile ratio.
So Why The Fuck do you make a game out of this? Only if you are insane and need to be put down like a rabid dog. Which I promise never to do in the actual bayou, as they will most likely mistake you for a put down rabid dog and try to make gumbo out of you.

This is how little the Japanese know about America. Redneck women do not look like this:
Redneck women look like this:
Oh yea, here's Sum Gie getting eaten by an alligator: