doner24

Just for @guillavoie, some other movies that take place during Christmas that I love are The Shop Around the Corner and The Bishop’s Wife.

ISSS or ISSSD?

My must watches every year are: Home Alone 1 & 2 Christmas Vacation Grumpy Old Men Scrooged Other movies/shows I typically watch are: Elf Gremlins A Christmas Story It’s a Wonderful Life Office Christmas Party Any old Christmas special like the claymation or grinch.

Hurricanes

My guess is Nosferatu or Yoshis Cookie.

I’ll take it

Good list, just minor gripes. Pro Sport Hockey is harder to find than any of the other Rarity 9’s IMO.

There was a very active werewolf player in Zeldafan on NA, wonder if that’s who he is thinking of.

9/10 for me. This is the console that got me back gaming after nearly 10 years of spotty playing. Fallout 3 is what had me buy the console, and then found other games like Bioshock, Skyrim, GOW, COD, Arkham, Fable, GTAV and many others. Plus it got me into Indy and online exclusive games like games like Braid, Limbo, and the very underrated Shadow Complex. Plus found a really fun sports game in NHL 3 on 3 which was basically NFL Blitz on ice. I found the interface much easier to use than the PlayStation Network.

My old werewolf rival, welcome back. To whomever it may concern:It's cold and lonely here....but what else is new? I'm used to this. I was created and born in the coldest, darkest, and loneliest place on this planet. What is living? I was created by my master to serve his purpose. Purposes that even the most evil of creatures would shriek at. Why am I really here?I've always hated how my master treated me. I was supposed to be 2nd place in his realm. Year after year, I felt lower than that. I felt lower than the towns people whom we feasted on and made fear us. I suddenly found myself in last place amongst the wolves. Do you know what it feels like to not only be born in the darkest place, but to actually be looked upon by your master and feel unwanted? Why was I able to feel this way? I was a dark creature....I shouldn't have been feeling this.......I hated it. I loathed it.The day I found that I was more....more than this creation......more than this misery.....more than this hate.....that's the day I knew what my mission was. My mission was to be the master with no one above me....and no one below me. The one....So I plotted. I drew my staff to my side and started to make a plan. And it wasn't just any plan. This plan would work. One by one, my fellow wolves would put trust in me and I would put my hand on their shoulders and tell them, "everything will be alright my brother". They looked back at me and smiled with approval. Do you know that feeling? I doubt it.....I had become worse than I evil I already was. The townies then started talking soon after we took over. We were discreet. We were cunning. We were wolves in townie clothing. The beginning was grand for the wolves. We feasted and dined on townie flesh. Our bellies were full to the most extreme capacity and it was a great time. Our women and children took part in the spoils. It was a great time.I knew when things were great, that it would be my time to strike. One townie would suspect my brethren of being evil, then another would follow. I soon found myself joining the townspeople and exposing my brothers. Once they were exposed, it was a short drop and sudden stop for them. The noose was finding my fellows one by one. Do you know what it feels like to tighten the noose around your brother's neck?.....One wolf then became suspicious of me. My brother, attakid, noticed that I was doing something wrong. He then tried to get my brethren to notice. I became fearful and lashed out at him. I knew I was wrong but I had to do it. Then the time came when my master was against the chopping block.....Dragonite. It was a hard pill to swallow. But I took my whiskey and washed it down. He was then dead....my creator and master was gone for good. Then I suddenly and swiftly found myself with attakid as the only wolves left. I then asked him if I could be the new alpha. The new Don. The new Master. He agreed. Do you want to know what I did? Well you saw.....you know what I did....you saw his body. You smelled his flesh. It was putrid. But the smell of victory was even sweeter. I know what you're thinking. Believe me, I know. Now my mission needed to continue. The wolves were all dead. It was my mission to take out the rest of the townies. My first victim as an independent was dra600n. Do you want to know how I did it? My staff has powers. My glorious staff has great powers. I took this glorious staff, stood over him while he slept, and i unleashed a darkness so powerful that it melted the skin right off of him. I looked into his eyes as they became as wide as gold balls. Did he know it was me? Did he see my face? That, I'm unsure of. But it didn't matter......Now I find myself fighting for my life. Fighting for everything that I've worked hard for. Something to be proud of....The townies are suspicious of me. And dear Stinker, I have drawn close to him as a neighbor of mine. He keeps me grounded. Do you know what it feels like knowing that he will have to be a victim of darkness? I don't think you do.......I have now realized that I've made a critical mistake. I have claimed to be the singing Malon. But guess what? Malon is already dead.....I have claimed to be a townie that has already died. Now as I sit in my home, this place that isn't even really my home, I am hoping that the others don't find my mistake. It should be any time now that they expose my mistake. That damn buyatari is so clever. I don't know how he does it. He's not like the others. He must be stopped....but I fear it's too late....doner24 once asked me, "what have you done for this town? What have you contributed? You haven't done a thing!". My lips curled back in anger. Angry that this puny little person would say that I'm nothing. That I'm unimportant. That I am a weakling.....Well my friend, do you want to know what I've done? I've slaughtered countless townies and destroyed the wolves. I've walked this planet and even made my own kind quiver at my presence. Townies have let go of their bowels when they see me enter their house at night, knowing that their time is up. I am the lord over townies and the destroyer of wolves. What have I contributed? What have I done? Heh!My presence will be felt.....forever!!

Nice! Curious as to what that is for you. I have a CIB set -SE and a decent Chubby Cherub box was the hardest part for me to snag.

Games are meant to be collected!

Flimsy with much worse box art for the N64. Plus the built in cartridge holder in many of the boxes is a disaster.

No rating: own the complete set, but have never played a single game on it.

Super Nintendo for sure, but I might’ve voted for Gameboy if it was an option. N64 by far in last.

New item added!

Honestly, I would be fine with that. He is an incredible writer and did a great job with Jordan’s series.

No, I think he will die before it’s finished and Brandon Sanderson will step in. I’m also concerned that Patrick Rothfuss will never finish another novel about Kvothe.

Nice, I’ve read 3/4, just need to read The Art of War. The others are easy, fun reads.

Yeah, the 23 is going for stupid prices, which is funny as I think it’s the worst of the bunch.

My first legit thanksgiving dinner in about a decade as I’m usually in Europe over the holiday. Incredibly thankful that my parents made it through Covid in this crazy year.

Happy birthday man!

The secondary bourbon market is insane.

BIN