One man. 24 hours. And a box full of video games. It was a deathmatch made in... well, somewhere in the back of a GameStop, probably. Oh, with that PS2 controller gripped tightly in his clammy little hand, it had seemed so easy...

When I was a young boy, I had a simple dream. That dream was to become the world's strongest superhero-cowboy-ninja-astronaut. Eventually discovering that I was physically better suited to, shall we say, a more sedentary lifestyle, I came up with a new, more achievable dream: to beat as many video games as I possibly could before I felt Death's clammy hand on my shoulder. Thankfully it turned out I was pretty good at this, and my current count hovers around 250.

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