Mr Disk's Xbox - May 21 2013
I only have one request... If Mr Disk 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.
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I only have one request... If Mr Disk 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.
It is that time of the week. I got your weekly recap right here: This is normally the highlight of my week because I can reminisce about all the different games I served up... Unless, of course, there were no games played at all... kinda like last week. I feel like such a tool.
If I was a dog, Mr Disk would never have neglected me like he did yesterday...
27 days without gaming might not seem like a ton... but that doesn't make it hurt any less... and wow do I hurt...
I only have one request... If Mr Disk 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 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 24 days of inactivity I can feel parts of me rusting... I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!! PLEASE! SAVE YOUR CONSOLE!
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 Mr Disk does is use me as a paperweight. Life... don't talk to me about life.
I swear that after 22 days of inactivity I can feel parts of me rusting... I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!! PLEASE! SAVE YOUR CONSOLE!
Another week, another recap... and you love me for it: NOTHING HAPPENED. Mr Disk and I did not play a single day last week. Sure people get busy, but not people with an Xbox 360... at least not seven days in a row.
Bobby is that you? Wait... I don't know a Bobby... WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!!
I have now endured 20 days of pure torture... that is what this is... this non-game playing... someone call the police.
Fear me Mr Disk... for I am coming to force you into gaming. You think I am kidding? You just wait...
I have come to realize that Mr Disk has no soul... and his heart is a twisted black mass of evil. To never play a game is my new eternity!
Hey Mr Disk, 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.
I waited all day for Mr Disk to show up... he didn't... I fell asleep on a tear stained pillow... frustration tears... not sad ones...
I have seen some crazy stuff in my time, but Mr Disk not showing up to game yesterday really takes the cake. It has been 15 days!!
Someone ask for a weekly recap? Even if you didn't, here it is: This is going to be the most exciting one ever! Ready?... ok not really... Mr Disk stood me up seven days in a row... it hurts... right where my heart should be.
Oh man... I think my disk drive is broken... I can't feel my controller... Mr Disk? Are you there? Anybody? Somebody? Nobody? I need gaming! Please!
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.
I only have one request... If Mr Disk 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 now endured 11 days of pure torture... that is what this is... this non-game playing... someone call the police.
10 days without gaming is no cause for alarm... well... yes it is... I hope Mr Disk doesn't let me down tomorrow... I might get desperate and do something rash!
What is with guys and the whole 'going out with friends' thing? Hey Mr Disk, you try partying with this massive power supply permanently strapped to your rear.
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