Here’s what could have made Skyrim a masterpiece and what should be a must-have in Elder Scrolls 6. Without the sweet rolls and arrows to the knee.
Articles by Adam Rolf
Nazi teddy bears, a mountainous monster of kernaled shit, and plenty of refrences to drugs and alchohol, Conker’s Bad Fur Day was enough to give even today’s social activists violent aneurysms of rage. Not exactly what mom and dad were expecting from a furry, little Nintendo friend, is it? At least, that’s not what my parents had in mind when they bought Conker’s Bad Fur Day as my Christmas gift in 2001 when I was 11.
King K. Rool charged across the deck of his pirate ship. His bulbous frame almost too large for Donkey Kong and Diddy Kong to jump over. This was it. No time for planning. One life left and no save made in a while. Then came the barrage of cannon balls from above.