...I have a song in my head...

What is love!? Baby don't hurt me... Don't hurt me... No More.
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So I'm writing this blog in college whilst contemplating playing house of the dead 2 and watching Ryan playing Don't eat the mushroom. Wait for it, wait for it... Nawt musch rum in her...

*Prepares to be spanked harder than my monkey*

I just asked Ryan for a topic for the rest of this blog to be about... so I'm going to completely disgregard what he said and write it about.



COMPUTER GAMES

Ahh yes, I can go on about these flashy lights and stupid American voice actors (actresses too, to be a PC faggot)

What is love!? Baby don't hurt me... Don't hurt me... No More.
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Today I'm gonna tackle two genres, Hack-and-slash aaaaand something which I'll decide later on because I really can't be arsed at this point in the blog, so shut up.

Hack-and-slash (AKA Rubbing your face on a controller)
These games require less intelligence than YOUR MUM! Just kidding, less intelligent than Jack Beynon trying to be Dr Cox from scrubs. Yeah, that's good.

In these games you typically play some badass dude that shoots 50'000 attacks mostly consisting of some kind of fire or lightining shooting out of his eyes and kills wave after wave of enemies that spend most of their time staring at you as you smash them into a pulp of fail and disappointment.

-ENDING THE BLOG ABRUPTLY, EDIT COMING SOON-

Thank bollocks for that, Blogspot saved my arse when I closed the window, maybe I should have praised it more in my last blog?

Catch you in your backside.
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What is love!? Baby don't hurt me... Don't hurt me... No More.
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