GAMES GAMES GAMES
Okay, let's get this underway. I'm going to go ahead and talk about these three games I've been playing lately, as well as a new segment. A weekly diddy I call YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE. More on that when we come to it.
GAMES
Bioshock (PS3): As if this game needs any introduction, I am happy to say that it is an amazing game. Incredible graphics, stunningly good gameplay, and intensely horrifying enemies. Case and Point, Bouncers. Just Bouncers. And that said, it is also ridiculously fun to taunt them, tease them, then run the fuck away from them.
Little Big Planet: You know what? This is the first fun game I've played in so long. And I mean just fun. I mean stupid awesome ridiculous fun. From the very moment you pick up the controller, it is just FUN. I recommend this game SO STRONGLY to any PS3 gamer, as well as this game PLUS THE PS3 to any gamer overall.
And of course...
Fallout 3 (PS3): AKA The Elder Scrolls V: Fallout. And what can I say but this?
It is Fallout 3.
For anyone that has played the first two groundbreaking and amazing games, that is all that needs saying. For those that haven't...consider the assumed effect of these words. That should be all the reason you need to get out and buy the bleeding game.
Now then. YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE!
This feature is dedicated to those among us that feel like Gods among mice. And need a huge fucking reality check.
Today, I dedicate this to Mrs. Old-And-Batshit.
I was just sitting on the train on my way to work, playing my DS and kicking ass as Meta Knight in the DS port of Kirby Superstar, when I get a cane to the shoulder. I look up, and there is this disgruntled middle aged woman giving me the evil eye. What follows is an exact duplicate of our conversation.
O-N-B: I want that seat.
Me:...Sorry, but I'm using it.
O-N-B: Too bad, get off that seat.
Me: What? Listen, there are oth-
O-N-B: I didn't ask for you to speak, I told you to give me my seat.
Now, this was where I decided to employ a specific tactic. AKA - Angry Customer mode. With a real person in the flesh...with a cane. See where this is going? Long story short, I have an ugly bump on my head, and she got dragged out of the train by some onlookers and was left at the next station.
Madam, if you're reading this by some chance?
YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL FUCKING SNOWFLAKE!
Thank you, and see you all next week.
GAMES
Bioshock (PS3): As if this game needs any introduction, I am happy to say that it is an amazing game. Incredible graphics, stunningly good gameplay, and intensely horrifying enemies. Case and Point, Bouncers. Just Bouncers. And that said, it is also ridiculously fun to taunt them, tease them, then run the fuck away from them.
Little Big Planet: You know what? This is the first fun game I've played in so long. And I mean just fun. I mean stupid awesome ridiculous fun. From the very moment you pick up the controller, it is just FUN. I recommend this game SO STRONGLY to any PS3 gamer, as well as this game PLUS THE PS3 to any gamer overall.
And of course...
Fallout 3 (PS3): AKA The Elder Scrolls V: Fallout. And what can I say but this?
It is Fallout 3.
For anyone that has played the first two groundbreaking and amazing games, that is all that needs saying. For those that haven't...consider the assumed effect of these words. That should be all the reason you need to get out and buy the bleeding game.
Now then. YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL SNOWFLAKE!
This feature is dedicated to those among us that feel like Gods among mice. And need a huge fucking reality check.
Today, I dedicate this to Mrs. Old-And-Batshit.
I was just sitting on the train on my way to work, playing my DS and kicking ass as Meta Knight in the DS port of Kirby Superstar, when I get a cane to the shoulder. I look up, and there is this disgruntled middle aged woman giving me the evil eye. What follows is an exact duplicate of our conversation.
O-N-B: I want that seat.
Me:...Sorry, but I'm using it.
O-N-B: Too bad, get off that seat.
Me: What? Listen, there are oth-
O-N-B: I didn't ask for you to speak, I told you to give me my seat.
Now, this was where I decided to employ a specific tactic. AKA - Angry Customer mode. With a real person in the flesh...with a cane. See where this is going? Long story short, I have an ugly bump on my head, and she got dragged out of the train by some onlookers and was left at the next station.
Madam, if you're reading this by some chance?
YOU ARE NOT A SPECIAL FUCKING SNOWFLAKE!
Thank you, and see you all next week.