Held at Dick Point

Tim's post made me all sorts of nostalgic. It also filled me with some insane nerd rage. Ghosts n' Goblins, especially. Here's a game that makes no sense. Satan just stole your girlfriend via dick point while you were having freaky deaky Dutch dating in the graveyard. You trudge through a decaying landscape multiple times to be killed after the undead strip you of your armor by merely breathing on you or a turning of a page several screens away.

Today, we have home brewed games that brings back learning to use wonderful and colorful language.
I tell you what, you will never scream "Fucking goddamn apples!" coherently in real life.