Frank
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Hobo Harry, Review, Tetris
Bless it be thy saints, alleluia! Today the lord used his special lord magic to grant me a day without tears. Dumpster diving for breakfast I found this Tetris god:
I can’t remember the last time I felt this good about myself.
This is the future!
Before I blacked out in the ’80s, I was once a handsome young fella playing Pong with what (if my memory servers me correctly) was an endless cornucopia of Mrs. Butterworth’s with deformed cyborg arms and hip-hop dancer’s legs. But this Tetris game far exceeds my wildest fantasies, like a prostitute that works pro-bono or a banana peel plus the banana.
MY GAME. Chicken donut lunch? This game is FUN! It says so right on the box.
These blocks move without wheels or being pulled by dogs and if you press left they spin like the Exorcist.
Hope you Minus business men accept this offering of peace and in return I ask that you call off your ninjas to stop pummeling me. At least ask them to stop peeing in my open, sleeping mouth.
2 comments 
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09.24.2008 ,
at 9:25 pm
Nice band-aids.
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09.25.2008 ,
at 5:58 am
from this point forward all of my future game purchases will be greatly influenced by Hobo Harry. Viva La Harry!
