EB Games: A tragic love story.

This is what Hell looks like.

I'll be honest with you. I love video games, just as much as I love Heavy Metal.

But alas, I've learned to despise the abomination that is EB Games/Gamespot, as it is a filthy machination of Leviathan himself.

When I was merely a child, I used to love going to EB and staring at the vast collection of Gameboy Color and Nintendo 64 titles. It was magical...

...But then I grew up.

Once I had an income and had to buy my own games, I realized that Gamespot is running some evil, evil scheme. That scheme being used games and consoles. My local EB games is the only place that will take a new PSP 3000 that was worth $199.99, and less than a month (and 3 uses) later, offer you $65 for it. That's a slap in the face. Then you realize that they'll try to sell it for roughly $150. That's a kick in the fucking balls if I do say so.

But the one thing that causes me the most rage rage, is that they screwed me over on a preorder (Likely two, considering I preordered another game the same day.)





Yes, those bastards screwed me over on my Pokémon HeartGold. I wanted that Ho-Oh figure so very badly. But no! I can't have it! Do you want to hear what the devil-slave told me?

"I only work once a week. You'll have to talk to my manager. He's a black guy!"

First, I don't care about how often you work. You work regardless, fix that shit. Second, what does his skin color have to do with anything? Are you implying that because your manager is an African-Canadian it's the reason why you fucked me over on my game? The racist douchebag.

Well, after all this, I shall attempt to either A) Get my preorder worked out and my badass figurine. or B) Get my $5 back, for both games. (The other was Shin Megami Tensei: Strange Journey.)

Once this shit is worked out, expect the first game review and a special on that nifty little Pokéwalker.