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Oh man, that reminds me of playing Missle Command on the atari for like 6 hours, and it's basically the same screen, except it keeps changing colors. I would have trouble going to sleep at night because those fucking beeping noises between the levels was burned into my subconcious and wouldn't stop. I can recall it right at this moment, even 25 years later.
Some of you will remember this, in regard to the channel changing. Who used to get yelled at by dad for spinning the channel changing knob too fast. There were only about 28 channels, but if you had to go from 2 to 28, you had to plant your fucking feet, twist your wrist as far as it would go --- and then spin that fucker with your whole body in 0.2 seconds flat.
I won't even go into how terrified I was of getting zapped by static shocks during the winter from that giant metal channel knob.
and why every time i post do I have to see some tattoed slut screaming at a giant, sweaty black cock?
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