I miss the days i used to save up for kit, watch every single unboxing of the thing that hits the web and sit there shaking as I open it 2 or 3 months after i’d started saving for the thing
nintendo ds, take me back to DS days.
Sadly, I was amongst the 0.0054% of children who opted for a PSP come christmas instead of the DS. Don’t get me wrong, there were nintendos in the gaff but i was the proud owner of a play station portable with Worms and Burnout Legends. It was good but no PictoChat and no mario cart local play.
The first time the word sex was ever thrown my way was on PictoChat, Chat Room B at 8:30pm on a Saturday night in M###### S########’s bedroom on my brothers DS to M######’s older sister, R### in the other room. I was doing that thing where you colour in the whole message box and send, return, send to block up the whole chat because I was what? 9? and amongst my spam of black boxes she wrote
I want to have sex with you <3
and I replied something mad like maybe in the morning night night, freaked out and closed the lid fucking shaking. Keep in mind, if we’re ignoring N##### practically eating me on the school field, your lad hadn’t even had his first kiss yet. This chick was moving mad.
And then! Like I could forget – J## and F### are scrapping at home, i’m sat on the sofa messing with TeleText, J and F are being dicks so mum comes running in and grabs what she thinks is one of their DS’s and launches the thing at the wall. Everything stops, ballsy move but sure worked. Big gasp from Joe, I stand up and see my PSP fucking mashed on the floor. Mother threw my PSP against the wall 🙁 I wasn’t really arsed, the thing was shit but still, mental. What a power move from mum through. I mean how was she to know what these things were we were playing with but to grab my thing and smash it as if to say pattern up J## and F### or i’ll make your innocent brother cry That ladies and gents is a power move.