Old Video Game Systems

(This is a fictional poem) My son asked me for a video game system so I gave him my old Atari. When he kicked me in the nuts, I sure was sorry. Last week I bought him an Intellivision. That turned out not to be a good decision. He taped a cherry bomb to my balls while I was sleeping. The tremendous pain woke me up and I started weeping. Yesterday I bought him a Colecovision and it was something that I'd regret. He posted pictures of my tiny wiener on the internet. Today I bought him what he wanted, a Playstation 3. I'm glad that I bought it because there's no telling what else he would've done to me..