So here we are again; another Halloween, another month to write a deliciously themed article. Luckily this is a game-oriented site, else I would spin tales of true terror; of mortgages and debt, of teething and dirty laundry! Of blistering noise and thunderous silence! Of monkey's paws! Of sump pumps! Alas, I could not incur the wrath of my own conscience for such a deed, and must instead bring you a brief tale of stress and confusion. You would call it Siren for the Sony PlayStation 2.
So I'm an odd ball. So I am usually the last to post on a blog/forum. So I only post about weird games on weird platforms. So I have a strange relationship with commas and parenthesis. So what? Hey, at least you don't have to car pool with me to work, right? So have a heart, eat a blueberry, and don't forget to drop the empties in the box on the way out. I get deposit on those.
