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.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
Alien Pinball (Pinball Hack)
Aaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnd, following the mental raping that was Alien 3, we have Alien Pinball. Aliens and pinball. Now that's a combination that only really works if you've been smacked in the head with a baseball bat all afternoon. Which I might have to try. Some of these games might make more sense.I'm a firm believer in the possibility of intelligent life in outer space. I'm also a firm believer in the idea that they know about us and view us in a manner much like the entire civilized world views Alabama. You know its there, but you don't really like to talk about that fact, much less visit the place.If aliens were to show up tomorrow, show me this and ask me to provide them one reason why they shouldn't blow up the planet, I'd have to look them straight in the eye and say, "Guys, you might as well. We're fucked."
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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