So let's look back at 10 more things from video games I recall better than what I had for breakfast yesterday.
First, an ad, but I remember this game.
Okay, this one needs some back story. See, in Japan they had this game about a cyborg cop who went around killing parasite-like creatures. However, in America, they thought "hey, you know what's popular? Street Fighter II is popular. So why don't we take Ken and have him turn into a super cop in the year 2010 and have to fight monsters across dimensions?" Because that's precisely what I thought the logical step from that original game was, and the fact that "Blanka, P.I." doesn't yet exist is just one more thing that makes me not want to get out of bed in the morning.
That is not an egg. That is a shaven, solitary part of a male genitalia trying to "drop" down a level, but worried about smacking itself against a bar like so many young men dread. Meanwhile, it is being chased by what I can only assume is some horrible vagina dentata with pipe cleaner legs.
Okay, first off, that is one well-drawn woman for a game cartridge for those days. Moving on, there are two important things to note:
1) This is not all related to Marvel Comics, though that face he has is obviously some kind of mutant power. It ranks him right up there with Beak for "man, God sure hated you, huh?"
2) There seems to be a recurring theme, along with Chuckie Egg II about things with teeth or other sharp implements trying to destroy a man's genitals. Maybe there's a continuity between these games, the touching story of a man's genitalia attempting to complete the transition from boyhood to manhood as puberty strikes, followed by the foolish younger days when tight shorts and cut-off shirts were cool (also called the 80s). You'd try to sleep with any woman who seemed to know how to unclasp their own bra with only one hand as you tried to complete that passage to being a man. But surely this doesn't follow the standard Hollywood "trilogy" formula, right?
Holy crap, it's the same guy, just all grown up and in his gritty "90s" phase. There are two things about this picture I love. One is that he figured the best way to accessorize his pig-nosed appearance was with blue lipstick and tiny red sunglasses. The other is that, wherever this world is that these characters exist in, what the woman is wearing is considered formal attire, as evidenced by the fancy long gloves.
Let's move on to something less perverse.
There are often times people who buy video games are disappointed by what the contents actually are. For instance, I just learned recently that the game Dead Island, though the box clearly states "2-4 co-op" without requiring the use of playing online, doesn't let you have your friends join you for killing zombies.
This game, however, I don't think anybody could really complain about. What is it? It's a cartridge. A cartridge for the game "Ghost House." It says so right on the cartridge. The only thing that you might complain about is the fact there's no house, or that it isn't an actual sized image.