I want to be Tails!
He never dies
Those bastards at Activision are going to kill that dog.
My fiancée moved all her stuff into the townhouse this morning, including a couple of wooden racks that should allow me to organize my Rock Band Cave and get to playing. FINALLY. It's been, like, 60 days since I last rocked.
We've been known to make some wicked harmony together.
We're talking about Rock Band right.