Having said that, wow, was Peggle 2 ever a let-down for me. So to snobs who hold their nose up at casuals, I offer you a hearty FUCK YOU, because I wouldn’t trade the memory of playing Peggle with my family for anything. So called “casual games”, which is a dirty word in many circles, are exactly the type of games I can share with them. I fell in love with video games when I was seven years old, but gaming wasn’t an activity I shared with the people who I loved the most. For all the moaning that gaming elitists do over “casual” games, I appreciate any title that can bring my whole family together. Now that I’m a game critic, I think I have a better appreciation for what PopCap accomplished with Peggle. If it wasn’t eight hours a day at its peak, I’ll eat my hat. I can not stress enough how much time Peggle consumed amongst the three of us for around a four-month period. One was Wii Sports, and the other was Peggle. Before games on phones became prevalent, I had seen her play exactly two games. My mother, on the other hand, was an unexpected victim. He didn’t really play them all that much, but he had an Atari, Colecovision, NES, and SNES. At least my Daddy had some experience with games, in that he bought all the new hip and trendy consoles when he was younger. The terrorist called itself “Peggle” and it not only enslaved me, but also my decidedly non-gamer parents. And #2, my family was held hostage for several months by a productivity terrorist dressed in bright, beautiful colors. I was also obligated to, you know, get a job and pay taxes and do adult types of shit. Two things of significance happened in 2007 in the Vice household.
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