Please lock your nunchuck into its secure and locked position.
It seems like I was room hoping.
Everywhere I went I knew there was Brawl match close.
Nintendo had been busy, setting up tournaments in every city.
Had I been asleep?
Nintendo gets brand reconstruction every 3 years.
It felt like this has happened before.
These rooms smell of old pizza boxes.
Dirty fingerprints on the television screen and controllers circling each other.
That aroma of old sweat from an intense Brawl match...2 stock no items.
The feel of chairs still warm from the guys sitting there last.
It's not Fight Club...it's Brawl Club.
...Liquid_Courage out...
Saturday, March 15, 2008
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