Flashback and Ultima VIII

Both games were inspired works of art with unbelievably frustrating mechanics, often involving jumping onto moving platforms. I think I actually broke a keyboard playing Flashback. And yet I kept playing.

Back then, if you had a game, you finished it, even if it made you cry. Because you didn’t have anything else.

Ngl, that with some pesto napoletano and parmigiano was my go-to soul food for quite a while. Ready in a jiffie and just so good.

Right now, Sal is busy punishing someone for putting pineapple on a pizza. Look:

(We’ve) Been there, done that.

Yeah but then they have to fax it to corporate, and with such a long name, it’s such a bother…