02-23-2009, 05:09 AM
There's this newfangled game out y'all wanna try. It's called Real Life. You get a job, get a car, and try and get a female to notice you....
*Renny smacks Brandon upside the head with a 2x4*
Renny: No! Bad Human! Bad!
Brandon: ...owwww....
But, seriously. I hate Xbox. It has, like, 27 different buttons, the controller is roughly the size of a pot roast, and I hear they overheat at the drop of a hat.
...whereas, my PS2 can chug along, despite being filled with cockroach carcasses, there are only enough buttons for what is needed, and the controller is nice and small. That's why the PS2 is still surviving. It goes under the ruling of "if it aint broke, don't fix it".
*Renny smacks Brandon upside the head with a 2x4*
Renny: No! Bad Human! Bad!
Brandon: ...owwww....
But, seriously. I hate Xbox. It has, like, 27 different buttons, the controller is roughly the size of a pot roast, and I hear they overheat at the drop of a hat.
...whereas, my PS2 can chug along, despite being filled with cockroach carcasses, there are only enough buttons for what is needed, and the controller is nice and small. That's why the PS2 is still surviving. It goes under the ruling of "if it aint broke, don't fix it".
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
