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Shigeru Miyamoto, the Heartbreak...Man

Posted by Nadia Oxford

I like Shigeru Miyamoto. He taught me that video games can be more than triangles that shoot peas at cookies (and broken up chunks of cookies). He taught me that video games can be a story with a beginning, a middle and an end. He taught me how to dance and read and sing, and what it means to be a woman--no, you didn't just read that last bit. Mind-melt ray. *zzzt.*

Hello. We were just talking about kittens. I like tortoiseshells, don't you?

There's a new wrestling game or something coming out. I don't know, it's some manner of digital man-wrangling that my husband's been going on about. The most I know about Wrestling is that Hulk Hogan wants me to drink my milk and say my prayers. I also know that wrestling games are pretty famous for their Create-a-Brawler wrestler generators. Here we have a very enthusiastic Shigeru Miyamoto stepping into the ring with plenty of bum-shaking and hip grinding. His theme song is courtesy of the esteemed Game Jew.



And they're not just video games, they're works of ah-art. o/~

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