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The perk of growing up is, sometimes, being able to have the childish things you've always wanted.
The downside is that you rarely have time to play with them.
A tragedy, really.
I have all of those mini retro consoles and a very cheap projector onto an unprepped wall (mimics crt blur pretty well) and sometimes Ill play metal slug on a 3 meter screen for a few hours and teenage me thinks thats badass.
happy cake day!
Grownup me thinks that very, very badass and wants to be P2
If you take my rawkit lawnchair you cant have any pizza rolls.
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