COURSE CLEAR!
Today Derrick came over and brought with him the infamous Nintendo. Super Mario Brothers, here I come again, and again, and again. The whole lot of us has decided to a partaking in a roundabout with the controller and we can’t seem to put it down. Course Clear! I can’t get enough; It’s like heroin for nerds, and not just the video but the audio too. This great music is hard to not enjoy, it is like puppets on acid. Not that I would know what acid is like, or being a puppet for that matter.
Let’s move on shall we? This game has quite the girth of fun filled “oh no’s” and “F, F, F, hit the F button.” There is no F button, it was Y you wanted to hit, so you died. On to the next person for the ultimate show of button knowledge, “Y, Y, Y, hit the Y button.” No, it was the X button you wanted to hit, “Y” did you not use the right button? Well, no matter, you died. Go sulk about it in the loser’s corner — NEXT!
Sitting here waiting for my turn I have been given time to smell the fresh air and run down memory lane holding Yoshi’s hand while skipping though the levels. This brought me back to the days when I ran to Alan’s house to melt into a chair in the den and spent hours mutilating my eyes in an attempt to beat the game before I went blind.
I have found that a night of, for the most part, friendly fun with Super Mario Brothers is a much need vacation from X-Box and it’s after market game stealing black ass. All in all, I feel that Super Nintendo is so awesome that I think I am going to sink into a hole with it, wallow in my own depravity, and never leave.