Pure Playin' thats all im Sayin'
I had a rather, well, a rather depressing day. This day strained apon my mind with such freverence I almost had an anxiety attack. Now with this being said, I'm sure you are all wondering how this came to be?.. Am I right?
Apon yesturdays mourn I received quite the gift from a more than aquantence yet not a full fledged friend. This great gift, this gift of all gifts was not, in fact, a glowing lamp leg (kuudos to all those who understood this little joke) but rather the X-Box game commenly known as Black Ops.
I decided that day that it was prudent I play a little bit of this game to break it in and be a courteous gift recipiant. And what better way to do this than skip school? Exactly my point, their is no better way.
As my gaming experience comenced the hours quickly slip through my fingers, this might have actually been due to the steady flow of sweat flowing from my hands and sliding down the controller.
BZZZ BZZ BZZZZ!!!
... What the..? was my first responce. What was that? Apon quick review I noticed the sparks fly from the X-Box console and my nose detected a rather overwhelming smell of smoke. The console had short cercuited due to the extream amount of sweat coating its outter body. So in all X-Box's are not water proof, and for that matter water resistance.
I was aggrivated at the low quality of mechanics used in the X-Box but am glad to be announcing the short arrival of the new console I have sent off for.