valdamaren
Valdamaren
valdamaren

Ahhhh. Mine was Movie Gallery, only thing we had in town at the time. They were awful about new games, but I couldn't wait to get my hands on anything that said Squaresoft. Bought it from an EBGames store in Athens, Ga., during a lull in a soccer tournament my team was playing in.

That is about 90 percent my story from when I bought Chrono Trigger. Holy hell, I was probably 11, too. New best friend.

Correct! Anything ever said on the Internet is perfect and 100-percent accurate! Hooray modernization!

That is cool, actually.

Good answer. Good, sharp, sarcastic answer.

Smoovtalkin, indeed. Indeed. That's the first time in the past six months I've heard somebody say they actually wanted to kill some zombies and were tired of Madden and Fight Night. I feel — enlightened? Sure. Enlightened.

I think he's saying Hellboy gets a job like everybody else? Stack that paper? I don't know what that means.

You need to stop that. Being as my brain said that in an Asian accent, I immediately spewed coffee all over myself.

I smell international bacon showdown. BACON SHOWDOWN.

Next week, then. You deserve most of the win, so I'll bring the beers — I'll bring the beers.

Your point doesn't make any sense. Plus, with how much controversy surrounding whether the rest of the world considers Hinduism to be polytheistic instead of sects of Hindu considering themselves monotheistic — it's just as much an opinion for you to say I'm wrong as it is for me to say I'm right.

If you want to express your opinion effectively, don't go into it being an asshole.

I find this incredibly intriguing, and I want to hear your next point a bit faster, so I'll cut it to sentences this time.

That fact that you said amen, in a way, defeats the purpose of our argument.

I'm not going in order.

Obviously — however, as a monotheistic believer mind you, three things:

Freaking — amazing — comment.

I sure would hate to hear how he feels about Dhalsim then, what with him selling out the religion for combat and all.

Do you know my dad?

I'm sure afterwards you drank fine, imported beers and had bully conversation about wrestling crocodiles and explosives. I call that a fine draw, sir. A fine draw.