A game-by-game diary of my attempt to play every Nintendo game. From 8-Eyes to Zombie Nation and everything in between. Even that strange Christian game where you convert people by hitting them with fruit. Just wait. You'll see.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Aigiina no Yogen - From The Legend of Balubalouk
There's the temptation to wonder exactly what the fuck "Balubalouk" is and why there's a legend about it. But that temptation is like the one I have every day driving to work. There's an exit right before I get there, and you get off the expressway doing about 75, and it curves around and up and there's always a temptation to just gun it and go straight and see exactly how long I can remain airborne before coming to my final fiery end. Playing games like this really only serve to enforce that temptation. Of course, playing games like this tempts me to go down to the local PD and start shouting "Praise Be to Allah!" while waving a gun around.It's just one of those games.
Location: Terminus (Where All Rail Service Ends, Brother), Georgia, United States
I'm 27, a self-made oil, rail and steel tycoon whose combined income makes Bill Gates cry like a little bitch. I look like Johnny Depp, Christian Slater, or Brad Pitt, depending on which chatroom I'm in. I have a 19" prehensile penis that I use to hold my coffee while I type. I know where Jimmy Hoffa lives, and I understand the language of cats. I help old ladies cross the street and translate ethnic slurs for cuban refugees in my spare time. I sleep only one hour a night. I make ice cubes with the power of my mind. I can touch MC Hammer. I know every rivet in the Russian T-34 tank. I've advised Presidents, slept with movie stars, and can organize my sock drawer in less than 23 seconds.
And I still have time to do this blog.
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