When people eat cereal, there’s generally one debate. Milk first, or cereal first?

Would it interest you to know that I don’t like milk on my cereal AT ALL? No milk please!

Or that with the exception of corn, I eat all my vegitables raw only?

Or that I don’t like dark chocolate?

I’m trying to think of other things people think is crazy that I don’t like…

OH! Mac and Cheese.

I also find it strange that people will defend pineapple on pizza as being “not wrong, just let people enjoy what they enjoy” but will throw a hissy fit if someone were to eat a hot dog sideways, or sit on a toilet backwards (which originally was the intended method).

I thought this story was going to end with your wife having ate the dough as a midnight snack.

I agree with your wife. No cheesecake in the house.

…also, I don’t like cheesecake.

He’s not exclusively N64, he covers a wide array of topics, but you could probably find a few decent videos from The Gaming Historian.

Same thing with Nintendrew, and MetalGamerJesus.

Edit: Sorry, I had the wrong name. His name is actually MetalJesusRocks. Brain fart!

Ok guys. New plan. We “Truman Show” this guy, except we all join together and celebrate a new global holiday. Pizza Day! And we do it on this guys birthday. No prior notice, no online discussion. We just all celebrate pizza day, and gaslight him for never hearing of it before.

But we do it all day. Just around him. And then the next day we do not understand what he’s talking about.

BUT NOBODY OFFER HIM PIZZA!!! AND NOBODY SELL HIM PIZZA!!!

Lets see if we can drive him crazy in 48 hours.

Wtf Germany?

If you think THATS bad, wait until you see what they were doing between 1936-1945.

Still though…I’d be mad too if my pizza day were taken away.

No, not spam. Pizza!!! Spam comes in a can, and can best be described as “not good enough to be cat food”.

Pizza is delicious, and Itaily should be proud.

You didn’t have me in the first half. Saw right through that lie.

Well that was SENSELESS!

…now where did the unicorns go? I heard they need their daily creamed corn!!!

hug

His shadow is very happy to meet you!

Head on…I applied directly to the forehead, but nothing happened.

Found Al from Home Improvement.

“I don’t think so, Tim.”

Found the one who doesn’t shave or trim…down there…

Don’t worry. We can still do the club dance where we bash their body back and forth between us using our chests to throw them around, making them spill their overpriced club drink!

God cats have the best life. They wake up when they want. No annoying alarm clock to tell them they’re late to a place they don’t want to be. Performing work they don’t want to do, for an organization they don’t like. Just to come back where they started at the start of their day…too tired to enjoy the 3-4 hours before bedtime ready to do it all over again.

Nope. Cats just get to take 19 naps a day, be cute, and get free love and attention from the people providing this free lifestyle for them.

And then sometimes…just sometimes…they stare into the void. It could be a blank white wall, but they see something we don’t. Something frightning. Something terrifying!!! Whatever it is, it cannot be percieved by our simple human brains, but they can see it. They can see it clearly. So they take off running like a bat out of hell, racing up the stairs and under your bed, only to enter the cat dimension! No greebles can get to them in there! But what about the humans??? Can the humans survive the greebles attacks??? There is no way to find out until it happens. If the humans were smart, they’d have ran under this bed too when the greebles approached. All we can do now is wait, and prey that the macebre of death and destruction is at a minimal this time. For as a cat, they have seen this before, and know how it ends! It ends when the chosen son of goul is reserected into the body of…wait, is the human using the CAN OPENER!!! CHICKEN! CHICKEN! CHICKDN! GIMMIE GIMMIE GIMMIE!!!

It’s not that they had no confidence. It’s that they took Nintendos approach on hardware. Sell low at a loss, and make the money on software.

Problem is, you could pirate every single game on dreamcast. Just get a legit copy of the game (renting, buying and returning, borrow from a friend), and have a CD burner.

Then you could make a 1:1 copy of the game in roughly an hour. As the year 2000 went on, websites even made it easier by posting the game files for download. If you didn’t have broadband (many didn’t at the time. Most had 56k), you could go to your local library and carry a USB stick.

So every console sold cost them money. And the software was performing abysmally. Plus, PS2 was right around the corner. XBox was an unknown, and Gamecube was assumed to do better than it did.

From a console war perspective, the year 2001 may have been the most competitive year EVER for video games.

Hey…I still remember the release date. 9/9/99.

Plus, you could use your dreamcast to talk to a fish. An insulting sarcastic fish…but the game was narrated by Leonard Nemoy. Sometimes he’d insult you too…

Great contribution to the conversation. We all understand what you’re saying, and who you’re talking about. We’re all just ready to continue this conversation that we ABSOLUTELY can be a part of, and have opinions on.

…oh wait.

Can I fight the mad scientist making these abominations?