Ah, the joys of childhood memories swirling back at you. Sometimes they come from a sight, a smell, a sound ... or to be more specific, the loading of an old childhood game called Unreal Tournament. The original. From 1999. Sudenly the memories of killing and maiming others in delightful glee all rushed back to me this afternoon as I indulged in a three way killathon with my father and brother.

Gotta love it.


P.S I so totally kicked arse ... sort of ... well, they're just Godlike so I think I rank slightly under that.