Video Game Memories

My dad brought home Mario around 1986.
We plugged it in right away and started busting bricks.
Tecmo Bowl and Baseball stars were next in line to play.
Me and dad went head to head almost everyday.

Contra had its jungles and I became the best.
Gunsmoke was my favorite shooting up the west.
Mortal Kombat hit the screen and made my parents scream.
Madden made his football so we could live the dream.

Then they started changing and became to hard to play.
Now days you need a manual and it takes up half the day.
But even though I'm grown now with lots of bills to  pay.
When my wife and kids aren't looking I'll sit down and play.




Dustin Self
(Video Game extravaganza Contest)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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October 16, 2012 at 3:45 PM
DUstin, congratulations in RIX's "VIDEO GAME EXTRAVAGANZA" gaming contest.. :-) always~pd
Williams Avatar
October 12, 2012 at 12:52 PM
Dustin huge congrats on your win, excellent...David
Song Avatar
October 12, 2012 at 10:30 AM
Great title and such a nostalgic write, Dustin! Perfect rhyme and mood...It was voted first by one of my 3 judges...u showed the technology evolution and energy that I was looking for! Congrats!! gwendolen
Self Avatar
October 12, 2012 at 12:51 PM
Thank you!! Have a great day! This contest was fun! Good job
Brown Avatar
October 12, 2012 at 5:47 AM
Congratulations on your win in Gwen's "Video Game" contest Dustin. Love, Carol
Patrikar Avatar
September 29, 2012 at 1:27 AM
good luck in the contest! mario was epic
Horsman Avatar
September 19, 2012 at 3:40 PM
brings back memories, my connection with Mario, was when my grandson, wanted one for christmas, a little different and enjoyable to read..
Seuss Avatar
September 12, 2012 at 10:17 PM
I love this one! I had great memories of those same games you played with your dad. They don't make 'em like they used to, huh...
Self Avatar
September 13, 2012 at 5:58 AM
They sure don't make ' em like they use to! Glad you liked it. Thanks
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