Life = Super Tennis for the Super Nintendo, The Rest = Just Details
- Three days ago on my lunch break, I saw some dude with maximum coverage shades and a poopstain moustache walkin' down the street and I screamed out and laughed, "OMG, that guy looks just like Meyer from Super Tennis!" Everyone around me gave me high fives.
Two days ago I was talking to a dear friend and I was like, "Want to go to Sandwich Supreme for lunch?" and he was like "With you? Never! I hate your guts." and then I said "RATS! RATS! RATS!" and I kicked the floor with my foot. And he was gloating in my rejection going “YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!” and then I was all "OMG, we are just like the final screenshot of every match in Super Tennis!"
Yesterday, I was scarfing down lunch and watching The Matrix with directors’ commentary and there was a scene where the camera was zooming in and out and one of the Wachowskis goes, "OMG! We had to pay the creators of Super Tennis 50 million dollars for their Mode 7 technology in order to do this. It was so worth it though."
And finally, I was trying to score some lunch today in Williamsburg when all of a sudden, some guy turned into a werewolf right before my eyes and I thought, "OMG! This is nothing like Super Tennis! This is just like Altered Beast for the Sega Genesis!