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Forget Call of Duty, Real Men Need the Retro Love: Jet Grind Radio

Oh yes indeed. Hold on to your asses, gentlemen. It’s Jet Grind Radio.

Fans of useless fact-tacular will be shit-your-pants thrilled to hear that this was known as Jet Set Radio in other territories. The rest of us only need to know that it hit the Dreamcast in 2000, and has since become a kind of unofficial poster boy for the console. Fans of late nineties cool, this one’s for you.
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The Weekly WTF- Who the Hell is the Merchant from ‘Resident Evil 4′?

In the words of fat-ass Brit-tacular hero Winston Churchill, ‘It is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma.’ What was he talking about? Just what the eff is going on with Resident Evil 4's Merchant, that’s what.

If you want to be pernickety, he was actually prattling about Russia or something; this being 1939 and, y’know, almost seventy years before the game existed. But that’s Churchill. He knew his shit. Have you seen him in those pictures, with his v sign and his manly cigars? You don’t eff with this guy.
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Forget Call of Duty, Real Men Need the Retro Love: Dungeon Keeper 2

Previously in this series, we ogled the cult classic PC title Dungeon Keeper. If you missed that, you’d better get your ass in gear and click those magical red words of link-y fun and goodtimes. Because today, we’re partying like it’s 1999 and bringing you the sequel.

Yes indeed, the devious bastardry of Dungeon Keeper could not be contained in a single game. It was a magic formula that tapped into the ‘let’s be assholes’ impulse we all have in our subconsious. Y’know, the one that makes us steal skinny-dippers’ clothes from the side of the pool. That cheeky bastard.
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The Weekly WTF: Hey, Remember When Michael Jordan Saved the World from Freaky Basketball-Zombie-Things?

As we know, if there’s one thing celebrities love, it’s hawking shit. The bottom of the barrel was thoroughly scraped by Hulk Hogan’s wanktastic commercial for Honey Nut Cheerios (you thought that Hulk Hogan doesn’t eat nuts and honey, and so did he, but then plot twist: once he tries them, he effing loves them), but there are all kinds of licensed horrors besides.

Such as Michael Jordan dicking about in SNES ‘classic’ Chaos in the Windy City.
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Forget Call of Duty, Real Men Need the Retro Love: Smash TV

Ah, Smash TV. You’re a guy of simple tastes, and you know what you like. Mass blood-leaky carnage, a general ridiculous shitstorm, all of that good stuff. This is a relic of a bygone gaming era, right here. Plots? Character development? Nuts to that, let’s just shoot and/or explodinate everyone’s face. Right off.

It’s the Arnold Schwarzenegger movie philosophy, and there’s nothing more man-tastic.

Anywho, yes. On to the point. And we do have one. Strap your ass in, here it comes now.
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The Weekly WTF: ‘The Kung-Fu Master Jackie Chan: Jackie Chan in Fists of Fire: Legend of Jackie Chan’ Has Too Much Effing Jackie Chan In It

Perhaps you’re an aficionado of all things Jackie Chan. You might live, breathe and crap Jackie Chan. His acrobatic badassery in movies, his questionable Chinese pop music career, his charity work... what’s not to like?

You might even say that you’re a big freaking Jackie Chan fan, man, if you’re the kind of guy who busts rhymes like Eminem with no effs given. But even you, hypothetical dude, can’t handle The Kung-Fu Master Jackie Chan: Jackie Chan in Fists of Fire: Legend of Jackie Chan. It’s just too much Jackie Chan.

This little doozy is an arcade fighting game from 1995. It’s a remade edition of the far-more-sensibly-named The Kung-Fu Master Jackie Chan, in which the main man himself wasn’t even playable. And who the balls wants that? Nobody, that’s who. So, after a scathing review or two (‘this shit needs more Jackie Chan in it,’ that sort of thing), this upgraded edition hit arcades. Good news, gentlemen: the game was now 300% more Chantastic.
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On the Game Boy’s (Belated) 25th Birthday, Let’s Celebrate the Craptacular Game Boy Camera

Last week, the illustrious and chunky-ass Game Boy turned 25. That’s a quarter of a century of handheld gaming dominance, right there. In that time, we’ve seen touchscreens, microphones, and some rather sexy default color schemes (purple? Why the eff not?). We’ve also seen competitors, ranging from the eight-seconds-of-battery-life Sega Game Gear to Sony’s rather spangly PSP and Vita.

Some manage to compete relatively well. Others hardly got a sniff of the handheld success pie. The Vita, as great as it is, is one of the latter. It’s a little like one of portly Brit monarch Henry VIII’s servants, sucking on a chicken bone the fat bastard discarded on the floor. Which isn’t, y’know, ideal.
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