“I thought you died!”
“I thought you died!”
Darryl is good, but I prefer Glenn as the lead. Just have him show up again, no explanation. Maybe say his head pulled itself under a magical, invisible dumpster. Problem solved.
I once secretly called the WWF hotline, all I got was a recorded message from Jumping Jim Brunzell. And grounded.
It’s a great feature for when I want a more easy-going session, and it it does help mitigate a lot of the awful design choices in the first game. But I do wish there was a way to turn it off in the menu when I want to do a “proper” run.
Not yet, anyway. It’s a very good fit.
EAT SHIT BURNEKO
I really appreciate the post, Tom. It was concise and thoughtful. Much better than a lot of the basketball coverage on this site containing:
Wow. You’re unnecessarily rude. Go away, please.
Uh, this sounds like a personal problem.
It’s called Kinja.
The next Avengers movie.
Gotta agree here. My dog, who’s a little bigger than Boomer, and likely much older (he’s in his golden years) will still eagerly jump in the car with me every time he’s given the opportunity.
If I can road trip with a geriatric 75lb. coward hound, I should be able to transport my young, spry, I-bite-the-bad-ones buddy…
RFG is possibly the best destruction shooter ever made. It’s all about this gun you have that shoots and dissolves individual pieces of buildings, so you approach encounters not just in terms of shooting enemies but with the ability to shoot out floors and walls or, say, the trestle of a bridge, beam by beam. I loved…
I know that I would have run in to save those skiers. Even if I didn’t have a weapon.
Actually, I predict they will. My books, my games, my movies, etc. etc. Your being a corporate apologist doesn’t take away the fact that people like to pass their collections on to future generations and those future generations do want and appreciate having collections passed on to them. I suppose you think…
Theeeeere it is.
Didn’t even have to scroll down three comments before I found the douchebag that thinks cranking out a few accidents as a teenager qualifies them to be the next Dr Spock.
it’s dumb.
It has been 9 years since I deployed to Iraq. I spent 15 months there doing convoy recovery. Since I got back I’ve dealt with at times crippling PTSD, and about three years ago my therapist recommended I try playing a more realistic war game, as it apparently helps many people (though honestly I don’t know how). At…