When
a friend of yours tells you his over endowed muscle near his elbow -which
looks over developed - is not from wacking off, tell him he is a dirty
liar. Especially if he happens to have a 40 gig hard drive full of porn.
In fact laugh, laugh because he is probably ashamed of that fact. And
then stop laughing because he has probably touched alot of your stuff.
Yeah.
Speaking of other manisms.This is
pretty cool, and I hope that if I'm a good girl that The
Godfather will be good. It is pretty much THE American-film icon.
It has given birth to shows like the Sopranos and is arguably one of the
most quotable movies in history. From what I have read on the subject
they are taking the great story that we all know and love and just expanding
the greater world in which is lives in. I’m personally hoping for
more great lines like “lets go to the mattresses” or “Leave
the gun, take the Canolli” – Being released pretty widely
(most systems except the game cube and other Nintendo portables, as far
as I know) it will be accessible by most gamers. If you want to check
out more I suggest reading the Game Spot articles on the subject.
I not only play Video Games but also Table tops and
Board games. A company who I know and love who is one of the current best
Board game creators/publishers is Days
of Wonder. They have a pretty wonderful
grasp on what makes a game fun to play. And most of them are simple enough
to play with godforbid, your aging parents or grandparents. I highly recommend
all of them, but especially Shadows Over Camelot.
Speaking of board games, I refuse to play Risk 2210
with either Kyle or Mark again. You dirty dirty bastards.
Soul Calibur isn’t just a fighting game. It’s
a way of life. Not the sort of life where you get up every morning, catch
the train to work sort of life, but a life lived on the edge, hanging
on a precipice with the wind pushing you back. It’s fighting for
your meager existence in the hopes of earning enough cash from the next
win to finance a better billy club. Unless you are me, it’s a short
life – especially if you encounter me.
Every fighting game has one of them in some fashion.
Whether delivering forceful kicks at such speeds they blur or flipping
around the room only to frankensteiner their opponent the impossibly hot
chick has a place in the video fighting game world. And it isn’t
unrealistic. You can find hot chicks in the real world everyday, sliding
down firepoles and kicking the snot out of Dr. Hobo as though it were
a routine basis. It’s the tiny, impossibly cute and vindictively
vivacious girl with her breasts jiggling realistically and defying gravity
that makes the fighting game great. Because it is easy to beat up a friend
with an over-muscled, can’t scratch his own hairy shoulders half-man
with a giant i-beam for a sword… it’s not just easy –
it’s realistic. But when you beat up his endowed overcompensating
pixels with a tiny hot chick a little piece of their soul dies.
From Chun Li to Talim, Kasumi to Kitana… to
Princess Peach herself, the fighting hot chick is the ultimate humiliation
factor. “You got beat by a girl” is always the most effective
insult to the gaming elite. Just ask the girls at Fragdolls.
It's
always a trial finding something
of value amidst the horrors
of what some publishers think passes for a rewarding game these days. So
lately I have been turning to my good friends for some board game interludes
between Christmas season game frenzies.
Generally speaking, the board game tradition is quite valuable, as long
as two random and nameless players avoid team up to destroy a certain
surrounded, but no less able player. This could end in nuclear
warfare, or even an ulimate
showdown.
In any event, the
different derivations of risk released quite some time ago now, are worth
looking into, but unlike the Day's of Wonder board game company, they
require a rather high level of gaming skill to play. But then again if
you just read the above comic, and your reading this now.. that probably
means you are one of those few.
