It's not necessarily a friend, you guys must have grown up in neighborhoods with unicorns and rainbows. I grew up in a rough neighborhood; I had my house broken into twice (Gameboy stolen once, SNES another time) and it wasn't friends either times or anyone who knew anything about my house; just opportunistic, amateurish juvenile thieves.
Crusty VGchartz old timer who sporadically returns & posts. Let's debate nebulous shit and expand our perpectives. Or whatever.







