Now you've done it.
In celebration of that perfect game of whatever...you leap to your feet and give joy to the gaming angels in heaven.
After 8 hours of sitting on your backside, the sudden movement gave tear to the vital organs behind your fatty ribs.
In your final spat of nonsense, your gaming buddy manages to understand only a few words pouring from your bubblin' lips.
"Bury me with my cart, old friend. Bury me with my cart."
In your trademark "half-assing" you fail to tell your old friend what cart you were talking about.
Share with us the cart you wish to be buried with.
Share...before it's too late.
You get one choice...and you should consider yourself lucky for getting that.
Imagine what it was like 50 years ago...being burried with a Tudor Electric Football or a Parcheesi board tucked in your jacket. Rest in peace my butt.

Me?
Burgertime : Intellivision.
Assuming I'd be able to PLAY the game, it would bring back a lot of memories of when I was a kid playing with my parents. We spent a lot of time listening to music and playing Burgertime as a family. Thats one of my best memories. It's also a great game!
















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