Nintendo's Condom Broke

I'm stuck in the 90's when it comes to video games: I think these companies did their best stuff during this time.

It was simple, and it was fun, and that's what matters. Super Mario World (pictured above) was a classic, could not be topped.

I discovered what game genie was a couple months ago and ever since I've been fucking with it. You can add codes to games like super jumps or unlimited lives etc.

This is an image of an abomination-- that pink looking angry thing does not exist normally in this game. I created him by mistake, and then spat him out onto a platform where I could view my creation.

He is cursed and blessed: If he touches me, I die. If I swallow him, he is digested almost immediately. Because he is an error in the game, he is angry, naturally. I sat there, in this same spot for 4 minutes, took a shit, came back, and all he did was run back and forth in that same little platform. He's pissed because he doesn't belong; a mistake, an accident that randomly occurred, but he doesn't have the depth or programming to evolve into a civilized video game bad guy.

Why is this blog worthy? It's not, unless you're a retro nerd like me and you can appreciate shit like this. Corruptions in the system tell a story, the fact that I was able to create him is a huge achievement.

That was an articulate and dramatic look at a video game bug. Pretty lame. I will write more of these, but I think that's enough for today. 4 blogs in one day, a little excessive!