Mastro2's Xbox - May 21 2013
Do you know what happens when you don't feed your fish? They die! That is what happens to game consoles too... when you don't play them.
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Do you know what happens when you don't feed your fish? They die! That is what happens to game consoles too... when you don't play them.
Do you know what time of the week it is? Time to talk about what happened these last seven days: You thought my blog entries last week were all doom and gloom... sorry to say this weekly recap of gaming isn't much happier. A part of me thought Mastro2 might get some late night gaming in last weekend... but not even that happened. Oh well, maybe tomorrow... or the day after that... or the day after that...
Due to severe lack of gaming... I am thinking of shutting myself off... permanently... let's see how Mastro2 digs on that!
I am starting to hear voices... they come in the dark solitude of a gameless night... like little frogs laughing at my neglect. Freakin' frogs are ticking me off.
I swear that after 25 days of inactivity I can feel parts of me rusting... I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!! PLEASE! SAVE YOUR CONSOLE!
A bunch of us Xboxes held a candlelight vigil last night called 'Bring Back the Gaming' to protest the blatant ignoring of Xbox 360s everywhere. We had lots of consoles participate... It was a good time... I made some friends...
I waited all day for Mastro2 to show up... he didn't... I fell asleep on a tear stained pillow... frustration tears... not sad ones...
I am starting to hear voices... they come in the dark solitude of a gameless night... like little frogs laughing at my neglect. Freakin' frogs are ticking me off.
A little news flash for Mastro2: When you don't play game consoles, they hurt. This blog is here to tell you about the hurting. Make it stop please. Thank you.
Ok, here it is... your weekly recap of gaming: It isn't going to be much of a surprise if you have been reading the blog. There has been no gaming... none... zilch... nothing... If you want to see a sad Xbox... just stare into my eye and witness the sorrow.
Bobby is that you? Wait... I don't know a Bobby... WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!!
Hey Mastro2, if you are not going to take this friendship seriously, why don't we just go our separate ways? Seriously? I am just not getting the attention I deserve here... put yourself in my shoes. For real.
Is this thing on? Mastro2, where the heck are you?
I'm really starting to empathize with Marvin from Hitchiker's Guide... Here I am with a processor the size of a planet and all Mastro2 does is use me as a paperweight. Life... don't talk to me about life.
If I was a dog, Mastro2 would never have neglected me like he did yesterday...
I only have one request... If Mastro2 isn't going to game, the least he could do is turn me off so I don't feel the pain. But no... I was awake for six hours crying in my own head.
I have come to realize that Mastro2 has no soul... and his heart is a twisted black mass of evil. To never play a game is my new eternity!
It is that time of the week. I got your weekly recap right here: In the beginning... there was nothing. In the end, well, there is nothing... and right in the middle of that... there was ABSOLUTELY nothing which made for a really, really, long week. Let's all hope next week is better.
A bunch of us Xboxes held a candlelight vigil last night called 'Bring Back the Gaming' to protest the blatant ignoring of Xbox 360s everywhere. We had lots of consoles participate... It was a good time... I made some friends...
Mastro2 doesn't have much gaming to hand out these days... just plenty of NEGLECT!
I'm really starting to empathize with Marvin from Hitchiker's Guide... Here I am with a processor the size of a planet and all Mastro2 does is use me as a paperweight. Life... don't talk to me about life.
Yesterday was the day I was finally going to share all my secret achievement earning strategies with Mastro2, but he must not care... Us consoles have a short memory... I can't promise anything the next time I see him.
If someone had looked yesterday, when it was dark, they would've seen my lonely self sitting, waiting for Mastro2. I even blinked the controller lights a couple times, just to see if I could catch their eye - no luck.
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