Yesterday a father and son walked into the store and asked if they could buy an XBox 360.
(Not surprisingly, the first one died in a hideous blaze of three glowing red lights and they had to return one to EB because it bricked...I'd say that '30% failure rate' is warranted)
I asked what games they had, and the father turned to me with this big smile and said, "Me and my son love to play Call of Duty together."
Awwwww.
To quote Mr Brady, "The family that plays together, stays together."
Of course, the Brady Bunch enjoyed having sack races in the backyard, rather than blowing the brains out of NPCs in bloody combat, but it's all the same thing...
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never underestimate the bonding that can be done whilst blowing enemies away.
Hahah... Actually that's an interesting point, when families hang out with each other more, is there more of that warm fuzzy feeling called love?
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