Hold your applause, I think I hear some people not being as blown away as I would like.
Yes I'm almost 30. Yes I got a Nintendo back in 89. No, I didn't beat Mario back then because Super Mario didn't come with my Nintendo. (But it comes with all Nintendos) No it doesn't. When your relative barters "happy pellets" to crackheads in exchange for Nintendos you don't get everything. You gotta make concessions. I didn't care though. I was elated to just be getting the damned thing and when I unwrapped...okay well it didn't exactly come in a box. BUT the cables were wrapped around it and I had to unwrap those to hook it up to my little black and white TV so technically I did unwrap it.
So where was I? Yeah, happy seven year old me got a slightly used Nintendo for his birthday. It didn't come with Mario Bros/Duck Hunt, but that was cool because it didn't come with a gun either...or a manual...or a second controller. But it came with some games. They all said "Property of Erol's Video Store" on them, but, hey, no judgement. I played my five little hot games and was damned thankful for the opportunity.
Now, getting my family to actually buy me a game from the store was one of the 12 labors of Hercules. Straight A's meant jack shit in my family. "That's what you're supposed to do" was the usual response to a report card so getting them to buy me the game that came with the system (or the gun) just wasn't gonna happen. I was relegated to playing it over my stepfather's little sister's house, but then they got divorced and, while I was happy to see him go, I was hurt to have Mario ripped from my life.
It would be several years before I was able to just buy Mario outright and by then I had a Sega and Mario just sat on the shelf collecting dust. I know, it's a really tragic story--a terrible way to start your Monday. But the sun also rises and my denouement involves me finally getting to the castle that the princess is actually in. I'm happy. No, I'm SUPER.
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