There was so much fucking potential in this game. Execution was… meh.

It always struck me as odd that, the pilot, the linchpin of their entire fucking plan, was CONSTANTLY in the line of fire.

I never made it much past the white phosphorus bit. I saw the potential being squandered and the gameplay was, as OP said, textbook for shooters at the time. A bit janky, if I’m remembering right, another nail in its coffin for me.

I saw the second one release and never bothered to look into it.

That’s a goosh. Look at that bill, it’s not even close to the right shape for a dish.

Meh, we’d probably all die anyway, so then it’s no longer our problem.

Video games should have taught us this. Food is a healing item.

I would do borderline illegal things for some fucking Cra-z-bread.

And while I understand where you’re coming from about Olive Garden’s sticks, I frankly don’t care. Those be some tasty mass produced bread product sticks, especially when dipped in their chicken & gnocchi soup. But I get it. The hype is too much for them to live up to. They were probably REALLY good about 20 or so years ago. Enshitification to cut costs.

But today, I don’t care, I have a very unhealthy relationship with bread and will shove them in my face whenever I get the chance.

I just spent roughly $400 on paints, a combat patrol, a box of Harlequins for my wife, and a handful of DIY hobby bits last night.

This hobby is already bullying my wallet…

I’ll never forget the words of my drill sergeants regarding chocolate milk.

“It cures the AIDS, privates! Drink up!”

Literally all of my nintendo handhelds. My mom made me and my sister get rid of all of them when we bought PSPs. I was young and dumb, and convinced myself it was a fair trade, two GBA SPs and an original DS…

Fuck me, I was stupid. I miss my old Pokémon games.