As a toddler, I use to screw around with my dad's 2600, so technically that's my first foray into gaming. But years later, after having tried this brand new thing called a Nintendo at a friend's house, my mom rushed out to the store and bought me the action set, using money she didn't have (I believe it was for the water bill) because she saw the joy it brought me. Not long after, when I managed to beat the first castle in SMB, I ran into her room, all hysterical and screaming with joy, because I thought I had beaten the game (pre-internet, kids; it was a different time). When she came out into the living room, and I enthusiastically pointed at the TV to show her my crowning achievement, it was toad telling us that the princess was in a another castle. It was the first time I had ever been trolled. And it was glorious.













