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, January 29, 2006
Aoki Ookami to Shiroki Mejika - Genchou Hishi
Aoki Ookami to Shiroki Mejika - Genchou Hishi. I have it on very good faith that it translates to "Gengis Kahn called me up personally and told me to urinitate submissively on Mr Kou Shibusawa's shoes." And when Gengis Kahn calls you up to discuss things like that, well, you don't mess around. Those are going to be marinating in the back of his closet for at least 6 weeks before he finds them.It's kind of like how god called me up one day and asked me to tell Cory Feldman that He hates Cory too. Of course, everybody hates Cory Feldman, but that's just one of the immutable laws of the universe.I give up. I got nothing.I couldn't make fun of this game if it were stuck in Paris Hilton's front teeth.
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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