It’s here, the wait is finally over. You can download it if you want. I mean you don’t have to, it’s optional, please yourself. I’m not even sure why you’d bother to be honest, it’s not very good after all. It’s got another stupid title that doesn’t say what it does on the tin and this one waffles on for 3127 pages, which is much shorter than ‘Artamene ou le Grand Cyrus’, but still a heck of a lot of drivel you can likely live without.
Where the illustrations are concerned I was shooting for ‘artistic’, but think I may have overstepped the mark and descended into pure, filthy erotica. I’ll probably just delete the whole thing before anyone sees it. All a bit of an embarrassing mess really.
…and with that, the weary, long-form retro gaming review rolled over on its crusty back, mouth agape. Vacant, glassy-eyed, it gazed expectantly at the stars before croaking its last breath. A distant cricket was heard to say, “Will you keep the noise down for Christ’s sake?, I’m trying to get to sleep. I’ve got to be at work again at 6.00 am!”.
(link to fanfare YouTube video deleted)