A long time ago, I realized that aging was all in the mind. Fortunately, I’d lost mine earlier… I still don’t trust Mario, though… Mario, Schmario! I’m getting so fed up with that little Italian plumber that every time he blurts out ‘Hey, it’s-a-me, Mario!’ my stomach blurts out something that tastes like two-day-old pepperoni pizza – and I don’t eat pepperoni pizza!!!
Yeah, yeah… I can hear you all asking ‘What’s the matter, JG? Can’t quite beat that Snowman level?’ Well, that’s not it at all. And I’m sure that, some day, I’ll beat that level easily. But what really bugs me about the little guy in the red is that no matter how many times he comes out with a new game, it’s always the same. He’s always running around, gathering….
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