It was a dark and stormy night in early November of 1994. I was in my attic game room playing the best game that would be made that year, “Alien vs. Predator”. The game was really addictive and I was in the middle of a sweet gaming trance when I felt someone poking my back.
It felt like my mother’s hand. She was always bugging me when I was playing games. Usually I paused the game and did whatever chore she had for me. But not tonight. I spun around to give her a piece of my mind. Boy, was I ever surprised to see it wasn’t my Mother. It was an Alien holding my severed mother’s arm. Of course I screamed. I mean c’mon, who expects an Alien in your attic game room? But after the initial shock wore off, we both had a good laugh about it.
Two years later, to the day, we were married in a small ceremony in Reno. We have been happy ever since. I still miss my mother at times, but if it wasn’t for that gory prank I never would have found the love of my life.
Our story was immortalized in this classic Atari Jaguar Commercial:
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