Do you ever get the feeling... that there are days when it seems as if demons are screwing with you while you're gaming, and make you cuss at the screen until you're blue in the face?
I have. Mirror's Edge often I enjoy, but I recently kept dying from the stupidest of possible deaths -- the grab button refused to respond. I could pound into a hanging object with a grip-able part as many times as I wished... but still... it refused to acknowledge the fact that I was doing something physically possible.
So, I just about had had enough, and went off to play Halo 2. Needless to say, I have never died from being randomly shot in the back as many times as I did that day.
Thank for reading, you deserve a Klondike bar.
Come next episode, you'll have something more entertaining, most likely.
Lol, funny.