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I have done something that I can only dream the Don could forgive. As soon as I show my face in the lower west side, I will be swimming with the fishes. For this transgression, I can offer only my most honest apologies.
I have mistaken John Marley for Abe Vigoda. Sally Tessio is not Jack Woltz. I was wrong, and I am sorry.
I have performed what the cheapasses in the video gaming community know as a "Game Stop Rental." I bought Call of Duty II used, beat it, and brought it back to trade towards The Godfather. I regret neither decision. The Godfather has been a challenging and deep game that I will enjoy for weeks, whereas Call of Duty 2 was more of a rental on steroids. I mean, the game was beautiful, but that’s about it. It wasn’t particularly fun, just nice to experience for novelty’s sake. On a scale from one to ten, 1 being novelty a la watching a Ronald Reagan movie, whereas 10 being fun a la having your girlfriend flash her tits on Splash Mountain, I’d say it was a solid 4.
The Godfather, though. Yeesh. The difficulty curve is pretty steep. I’ve ended up looking like Sonny Corleone trying to get through a toll booth on many, many occasions. More on that game when I’m not so young, dumb and horny. I wanna go to Disney World all of a sudden for some reason…
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