Oooh, that husband of mine! First he introduced me to the wonder that is LaMar's doughnuts. Then Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Now what foul depravity has he inflicted on me? Guitar Hero, that's what.
I have been solidly refusing to play this damn game for two solid years. Once, when he first got the game, I gave it a shot. I sucked. I quit. End of story.
Now, however, we have TWO guitar game controllers. We can play together-- one playing bass and one playing guitar, el Freddo on "expert" level, me on "easy." Oh. My. Gawd. That is SO MUCH FUN! I rocked out to "Infected" and "Sweet Child of Mine," two favs, and I was hooked. I'm a middle-aged, suburban rock'n'roll GODDESS!!
What's next? Smoking crack?
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Gahh.... not you too! Oh dear, this is a sad day indeed.
Be sure to check out the Southpark episode (if you haven't). It is freaking hilarious. And a cautionary tale.
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