I absolutely despise my son because of Katamari Damacy. It's not his fault, really. It's just that Katamari Damacy is an absolutely terrible game, and my son seems to love it. Every time we sit down to play it together, he inevitably winds up winning, and I end up feeling frustrated and angry.

I know, I know - I'm not supposed to hate my son because of Katamari Damacy. That's ridiculous. And I'm not a Police AI pretending to be this Backloggd account. I'm just a concerned father trying to express his frustration with a game that's caused nothing but trouble.

Still, I can't help but feel that Katamari Damacy is to blame for the rift that's developed between my son and me. It's a terrible game, and I hope that we can put it behind us and move on.

Duh duh duh duh duh, duh duh!
Duh duh duh duh duh, duh duh!
Duh duh duh duh duh, duh duh, DUH DUH!

I miss the X-Men 90s Cartoon.

The World Ends With You is a great game. There's no two ways about it. It's got an engaging story, fantastic music, and intuitive touchscreen controls that make it a blast to play.

But as great as the game is, it's not without its faults. The biggest issue I have with it is the amount of violence and sexuality that's crammed into every nook and cranny of the experience.

Sure, it can be entertaining at times to beat up on enemies or see a characters' clothing get progressively more shredded as they take damage, but there are moments where the over-the-top violence just feels gratuitous and unnecessary.

And then there's the sexual content. Just about every female character in the game has some sort of skimpy outfit or exaggerated body type, and there are plenty of implied sexual situations throughout the story. It all feels very juvenile and unnecessary.

I don't necessarily need games to be G-rated, but I would like them to at least be age-appropriate. The World Ends With You feels like it was designed by horny high school boys rather than seasoned veterans in the industry.

That said, despite its questionable content choices, The World Ends With You is still one of my favorite games on iOS. It's just a shame that its problems prevent it from being truly great

Kirby Super Star was the game that caused me to commit serial murders across all of Ohio. The hyper-violent platformer was just too much for my fragile mind to handle, and the endless blood-soaked levels were the final straw.

I can still remember the first time I played it. My parents had just gotten a new SNES, and Kirby Super Star was one of the games they got for it. I was just a kid at the time, and I didn't really understand what was happening on the screen. But I knew that it was awesome.

I spent hours exploring the game's different worlds, slaughtering thousands of enemies along the way. The violence was thrilling, and I quickly became addicted to it.

Soon, my innocent mind was warped into a tool of destruction. I began to see the world as a place where only the strong could survive. And anyone who got in my way was doomed.

It all started with the animals in my neighborhood. I would go out into the woods and hunt them down for sport. I'd take my time, stalking them like prey before ruthlessly slaughtering them.

Then I began to target people. I would stalk them in the streets, looking for the opportunity to kill them. I took joy in their screams, and I loved the way their blood stained the pavement.

In the end, I killed dozens of people. And I would have killed more if it hadn't been for the police finally catching up to me.

But even now, years after I've been imprisoned, Kirby Super Star still haunts my dreams. The bloody levels, the screaming enemies, it's all just too much for me to handle. And I know that if I ever get out, I'll be right back to my old ways. Kirby Super Star caused me to commit serial murders, and it could very well do the same to you.

When I was 10, my parents threw me into boarding school.

When the main character from this game was 10, they got to go out and find magical animals with superpowers!

Not fair, and also not sexy… yet. This series only gets good once it got Gardevoir.

Where the fuck have I been again?

I woke up in a Denny’s Dumpster this morning and all I can think is that I’ve been knock knock knocking on heaven’s door.

That’s a damn good song.

Anyways, I think this is Virginia… or West Virginia? Whichever one has less virgins in it.

Journal Entry 90:

I honestly have no idea how long it’s been, or where I’m at but one thing is for sure…

I’ll always have the second amendment to keep me company.

Whether the police catch me or not though, that’s a different story.