"So Gord, what is that up there on top of the back shelf?"
"The ChronoCross clock?"
"No, the thing beside it. It looks like a game wrapped
in a half inch of masking tape. I think writing on it
says 'Warning! Do Not Play!'"
"Ah, that would be Fox Hunt. In order to prevent
anyone accidentally playing the game, I've sealed it for all
"Can I play it?"
"Why? It can't be that bad."
"Oh yes, yes it can. Now imagine the horror of the
most grainy FMV game ever, and multiply that by slapping it up
on the big screen. Children from around the world will
suffer many a sleepless night."
"Well, one day I'll give it a try."
"No, no you won't in the name of all that is pure in the
world. It's sealed for our protection"
<week goes by>
<Gord enters the store after taking the afternoon off>
"OH, BY THE LOVE OF GOD!!!! Sweet merciful Jesus!
What the hell have you boys done?! Say it isn't
so! SAY IT ISN'T SO!"
"Gord, this game is so bad it's sweet! Why didn't you
tell us about it earlier!"
"My eyes! My eyes!"
"Check out the wheelchair action! Look at me go!"
"We should have a Fox Hunt tournament."
"Let's not and say we didn't."
"Can I take this home tonight?"
"Do you promise to never bring it back?"
"And not share the beauty that is Fox Hunt with all that come
to your store? I'll bring it back tomorrow and make
everyone play it."
"Are you trying to drive me out of business?"
At least the game had curious humour and an interesting
soundtrack even if it was quite horrible. After a couple days
of playing, it was once again sealed for all time.