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The following message involves a diverse range of topics that I feel it is my duty as Emperor to tell you.
Firstly, my 12:00 University lesson, one which I despise, has been cancelled. Excellent.
Also of note is when I was walking back I went into HMV. Now I always walk past it on my way to University but so far have resisted the temptation to go inside and squander all my money on electronic devices. However, with the doors wide open and time to spare I ventured in.
They had a 'retro' section.
Or in other words a horde of old, defunct and on the whole physically grubby games. Not only Dreamcast and N64 but real retro. Im talking Sega Saturn and Mega Drive as well as SNES. After considering whether to waste my precious funding on £30.00p for Super Smash Bros. on the Nintendo 64 a little gem caught my eye. Like the wooden cup that Jesus drank from in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. You know, where the German dude drinks from the gold one and ages away instantaniously? Anyway, this little gem was none other than, get this, a Sega Master System 'cartridge'. I almost exploded.
It was called, and I quote from the box, 'Great Golf'. Well there is nothing great about it, apart from its EXTREME retro appeal. So, I stood there in the shop staring at 'Great Golf' deciding whether it was worth the 99p I would have to spend on it. I figured I could go without lunch for another day running. So I brought it. I tried not to laugh as I put it on the counter. It took the bloke at the till about 10 minutes to get over his surprise that anyone still had a Master System and took another 10 minutes trying to get the damn thing through the barcode reader. I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was.
I don't have my Master System with me so I am going to keep hold of the game and give it to my younger brother as a birthday or possibly Christmas gift.
Also, for those of you who don't know who I am, look at my current tag, for you shall see that I was once Emperor Xerxes. But due to legal reasons and a need to add more clout to my name, I changed it to the far more impressive Bob. All hail me.
Finally, tomorrow is 11/11, Rememberence Day. Let us all make sure that tomorrow we remember the ultimate sacrifices those men and women made during the bloodiest conflicts in the history of humanity; World War I and World War II, that means both sides. Futhermore, let our thoughts be with those who are still fighting today, in Iraq and elsewhere in the world, both British and otherwise.
That will be all, my good people.
Firstly, my 12:00 University lesson, one which I despise, has been cancelled. Excellent.
Also of note is when I was walking back I went into HMV. Now I always walk past it on my way to University but so far have resisted the temptation to go inside and squander all my money on electronic devices. However, with the doors wide open and time to spare I ventured in.
They had a 'retro' section.
Or in other words a horde of old, defunct and on the whole physically grubby games. Not only Dreamcast and N64 but real retro. Im talking Sega Saturn and Mega Drive as well as SNES. After considering whether to waste my precious funding on £30.00p for Super Smash Bros. on the Nintendo 64 a little gem caught my eye. Like the wooden cup that Jesus drank from in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. You know, where the German dude drinks from the gold one and ages away instantaniously? Anyway, this little gem was none other than, get this, a Sega Master System 'cartridge'. I almost exploded.
It was called, and I quote from the box, 'Great Golf'. Well there is nothing great about it, apart from its EXTREME retro appeal. So, I stood there in the shop staring at 'Great Golf' deciding whether it was worth the 99p I would have to spend on it. I figured I could go without lunch for another day running. So I brought it. I tried not to laugh as I put it on the counter. It took the bloke at the till about 10 minutes to get over his surprise that anyone still had a Master System and took another 10 minutes trying to get the damn thing through the barcode reader. I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was.
I don't have my Master System with me so I am going to keep hold of the game and give it to my younger brother as a birthday or possibly Christmas gift.
Also, for those of you who don't know who I am, look at my current tag, for you shall see that I was once Emperor Xerxes. But due to legal reasons and a need to add more clout to my name, I changed it to the far more impressive Bob. All hail me.
Finally, tomorrow is 11/11, Rememberence Day. Let us all make sure that tomorrow we remember the ultimate sacrifices those men and women made during the bloodiest conflicts in the history of humanity; World War I and World War II, that means both sides. Futhermore, let our thoughts be with those who are still fighting today, in Iraq and elsewhere in the world, both British and otherwise.
That will be all, my good people.
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TIMMARGH!!!
Had to be done.
Had to be done.
Note to the readership; 'Sit Winston Churchill' is a typing error made by my personal secretary, and should read 'Sir'. Needless to say I had the official in question suspended, pending further enquiry.
The HMV is near the University of Manchester and they do indeed have mostly new stuff. But they also have a small 'retro' section with old games. A long time ago I smashed Super Smash Bros. when I was enraged (probably defeated by the Soviets or Assyrians in a battle) and thus was considering getting the old one in HMV. But it was £30! And it smelt funny and had potholes all over it like my grannies face.
And, yes, some people really are not aware of rememberence. Furthermore, many people are ignorant to the extreme, a member of my family, whose identity I shall not disclose for security reasons, didn't know what the Cold War was! Then the person in question also did not know who Sit Winston Churchill was and what he did for this nation. Suffice to say I had the person in question humiliated in front of everyone at the dinner table to teach them a lesson.
I hope my new Master System game doesn't have rabbies.
And, yes, some people really are not aware of rememberence. Furthermore, many people are ignorant to the extreme, a member of my family, whose identity I shall not disclose for security reasons, didn't know what the Cold War was! Then the person in question also did not know who Sit Winston Churchill was and what he did for this nation. Suffice to say I had the person in question humiliated in front of everyone at the dinner table to teach them a lesson.
I hope my new Master System game doesn't have rabbies.
What HMV might that be? All the ones in Glasgow have nothing but new stuff.
At least you got one British penny back. Bought a can for 49p once and got back one American cent. I was ripped off. Can't even buy a cola bottle off the ice cream van that stops at the end of my drive way with that.
Nice to see someone still knows what Rememberance Day is about now. Someone actually asked me recently what it was.
At least you got one British penny back. Bought a can for 49p once and got back one American cent. I was ripped off. Can't even buy a cola bottle off the ice cream van that stops at the end of my drive way with that.
Nice to see someone still knows what Rememberance Day is about now. Someone actually asked me recently what it was.
Three things ...
1. I saw this topics in the list and came in here to scream: "THERE'S ONLY ONE EMPEROR AROUND HERE AND THAT'S XERXES!!!!". But then I read your tagline ...
2. "I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was." That made me laugh far more than t should have.
3. I'm right with you on the Rememberance Day thing - my girlfriend's dad was in WWII and, while he survived, a lot of his friends didn't and the stories he's told make me shiver.
1. I saw this topics in the list and came in here to scream: "THERE'S ONLY ONE EMPEROR AROUND HERE AND THAT'S XERXES!!!!". But then I read your tagline ...
2. "I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was." That made me laugh far more than t should have.
3. I'm right with you on the Rememberance Day thing - my girlfriend's dad was in WWII and, while he survived, a lot of his friends didn't and the stories he's told make me shiver.
The following message involves a diverse range of topics that I feel it is my duty as Emperor to tell you.
Firstly, my 12:00 University lesson, one which I despise, has been cancelled. Excellent.
Also of note is when I was walking back I went into HMV. Now I always walk past it on my way to University but so far have resisted the temptation to go inside and squander all my money on electronic devices. However, with the doors wide open and time to spare I ventured in.
They had a 'retro' section.
Or in other words a horde of old, defunct and on the whole physically grubby games. Not only Dreamcast and N64 but real retro. Im talking Sega Saturn and Mega Drive as well as SNES. After considering whether to waste my precious funding on £30.00p for Super Smash Bros. on the Nintendo 64 a little gem caught my eye. Like the wooden cup that Jesus drank from in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. You know, where the German dude drinks from the gold one and ages away instantaniously? Anyway, this little gem was none other than, get this, a Sega Master System 'cartridge'. I almost exploded.
It was called, and I quote from the box, 'Great Golf'. Well there is nothing great about it, apart from its EXTREME retro appeal. So, I stood there in the shop staring at 'Great Golf' deciding whether it was worth the 99p I would have to spend on it. I figured I could go without lunch for another day running. So I brought it. I tried not to laugh as I put it on the counter. It took the bloke at the till about 10 minutes to get over his surprise that anyone still had a Master System and took another 10 minutes trying to get the damn thing through the barcode reader. I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was.
I don't have my Master System with me so I am going to keep hold of the game and give it to my younger brother as a birthday or possibly Christmas gift.
Also, for those of you who don't know who I am, look at my current tag, for you shall see that I was once Emperor Xerxes. But due to legal reasons and a need to add more clout to my name, I changed it to the far more impressive Bob. All hail me.
Finally, tomorrow is 11/11, Rememberence Day. Let us all make sure that tomorrow we remember the ultimate sacrifices those men and women made during the bloodiest conflicts in the history of humanity; World War I and World War II, that means both sides. Futhermore, let our thoughts be with those who are still fighting today, in Iraq and elsewhere in the world, both British and otherwise.
That will be all, my good people.
Firstly, my 12:00 University lesson, one which I despise, has been cancelled. Excellent.
Also of note is when I was walking back I went into HMV. Now I always walk past it on my way to University but so far have resisted the temptation to go inside and squander all my money on electronic devices. However, with the doors wide open and time to spare I ventured in.
They had a 'retro' section.
Or in other words a horde of old, defunct and on the whole physically grubby games. Not only Dreamcast and N64 but real retro. Im talking Sega Saturn and Mega Drive as well as SNES. After considering whether to waste my precious funding on £30.00p for Super Smash Bros. on the Nintendo 64 a little gem caught my eye. Like the wooden cup that Jesus drank from in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. You know, where the German dude drinks from the gold one and ages away instantaniously? Anyway, this little gem was none other than, get this, a Sega Master System 'cartridge'. I almost exploded.
It was called, and I quote from the box, 'Great Golf'. Well there is nothing great about it, apart from its EXTREME retro appeal. So, I stood there in the shop staring at 'Great Golf' deciding whether it was worth the 99p I would have to spend on it. I figured I could go without lunch for another day running. So I brought it. I tried not to laugh as I put it on the counter. It took the bloke at the till about 10 minutes to get over his surprise that anyone still had a Master System and took another 10 minutes trying to get the damn thing through the barcode reader. I handed him one British pound and got one British penny in change along with my receipt, which he insisted was in the bag. Indeed it was.
I don't have my Master System with me so I am going to keep hold of the game and give it to my younger brother as a birthday or possibly Christmas gift.
Also, for those of you who don't know who I am, look at my current tag, for you shall see that I was once Emperor Xerxes. But due to legal reasons and a need to add more clout to my name, I changed it to the far more impressive Bob. All hail me.
Finally, tomorrow is 11/11, Rememberence Day. Let us all make sure that tomorrow we remember the ultimate sacrifices those men and women made during the bloodiest conflicts in the history of humanity; World War I and World War II, that means both sides. Futhermore, let our thoughts be with those who are still fighting today, in Iraq and elsewhere in the world, both British and otherwise.
That will be all, my good people.
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